Some want to be remembered
for their touchdown record.
Some want to be remembered
for their body count.
Some want to be remembered
for their brilliance.
But I want to be remembered
for my kindness.
I will admit, I look back and remember the boy who always scored the touchdowns that always made our student section roar and fill with happiness.
I will admit, I look back and remember the girls who told funny, yet repulsive stories about their adventures of sleeping with random guys.
I will admit, I look back and remember the brainiacs and how they could make something as minuscule as a piece of gum a deep conversation starter.
But I will also admit, that looking back they have no significance to me.
Looking back, I remember the people who were kind above all else, I think of those people more frequently and hope they are doing well.
I remember those people and admire them for staying positive in a world so hopeless and full of hate and negativity.
I remember those people and feel a little less alone and know that they would be there if I called.
I wonder if those people are out in the world right now, spreading even more positivity and making others feel a little less insignificant.
I aspire to be remembered by kindness.

We weren't meant to live forever,
here today and gone tomorrow;
Father Time has pulled his lever,
enter now, the grief and sorrow.
Life's sweet blossom fades away,
gone too soon, the gasping breath;
be thankful for this gifted day,
that doesn't end in our own death.
Sing a song of praise for living,
and celebrate this day of life;
grace the time with much forgiving,
gain the peace that obscures strife.
What we had, will pass forever,
yet a treasured piece remains;
for those we loved forget us never,
in our times of troubled pains.
Memories will last a lifetime,
and the good will never die;
and like the poetry we rhyme,
it won't fade with our last sigh.

The piercing cold has frozen my hold.
As my breath mists in the wind, I lose my mind in my sin.
Why did I walk through the pitch black portal?
Why did I sell my innocence for a price that wasn't priceless?
I look into the mirror, my face is what I see.
Yet my eyes hold a darkness, how is this me?
So I turn in horror, step out for some air.
But from me escapes screams of unfiltered anguish 'til my voice is like a bear.
Why did I walk?
Why did I sell?
Let the cold take me.
It's warmer than my hell.

You can have all the friends in the world but still feel lonely
You can own the biggest house in the world but it won't feel homely

That feeling of not belonging can ruin a situation
A memory will then turn into more of a complication

The one person you want to talk to is gone
You are used to being used you feel like a pawn

When someone is sincere you can't open up
So you take all your feelings and hide them in a cup

Then suddenly everything is falling down
You can no longer hide your frown

The cup overflows along with your emotions
You are swimming in a tearful ocean

You start thinking, stop talking bad thoughts fill your mind
Remember everyone they’ve been so kind

But your family is nothing but broken and sad
The things kids say at school are starting to make you mad

Depression has taken all of it you want to stop trying
But soon enough you'll be on top of the world flying

This is not much of a poem; it's more of a letter
From someone who has been there before it gets better

I just want a hug
No questions
No whys
Just hold me for a few seconds
Let me feel your peace
And calm my soul