chasing other people's dreams
like a star catcher with a net
she holds onto hope
while deceiving devastation
reaching out her hand
for the next victim of inspiration

baring scars upon her body
like battle wounds of lifetimes before
each cut from failure of another disappointment
leaving her exhausted, bruised and sore.

she's a rescuer-
a fixer upper
new siding on an old slab house
fresh paint on horribly marked walls
fresh breath in a room of stale air.

her heart beats at the ache of another
tears ravage her own cheeks
for the sake of someone else's heartbreak
she's a rescuer
a fixer upper
for another person she will always wake-
while waiting for someone to save her.

The word love,
Isn't even big enough.

There aren't enough stars,
enough sky-
Or even enough space between circulating planets
to desribe how much I love you.

You couldn't count the seconds that I've waited,
The lifetimes that I've lived,
Searching for something bigger than love.
No weight could ever tip this scale-
There isn't a stage big enough,
Or a mountain high enough
to proclaim my feelings for you.

Words just aren't sweet enough and
syllables get mixed up like a foreign language...
A distinguished poem or bestselling novel
would still leave me empty
and looking
For the right word.

No fight could ever be won-
because I am forever in your favor
with a word greater than love,
For my two sons.

running miles
barefoot,
desperation pleading,
feet bleeding,
as i anxiously seek
salvation.

solid stance,
taking a chance
as i hold onto
what i believe in.

it's the difference
of who i thought i was
versus
who i truly am.

thank god
this
runaway
learned
how
to
stand.

Mix a little bit of city lights,
You know-
the ones that shine amidst the fog
leaving traces of sparkling stars
While busy cars create a dancing scene
amongst a stage of black pavement;

Take that moment and
swirl in a perfectly pastel,
left open like a door-
blazing in the breeze
country sky.
Colors that are so perfect
you'll wonder who choose them,
And how they learned
to create a masterpiece like that-

Gently mix those two together and
You got something pretty intense
But to get the perfect inspiration
You have to make it a little more dense.

Mix a little bit of snuggle,
The kind that combines heartbeats,
while wrapping you up like a blanket
who's fuzziness
leaves you feeling warm
like a cabin fire
Warm like your hearts desire,
Warm and wanting more-

And a dab of midnight kisses-
The ones that
have you tasting sweet breath for hours,
The kind of kiss that can't go sour-
The kisses that make your toes curl,
your head whirl;

Allow to sit for lifetimes,
Simmering on happy thoughts
Bubbling with laughter that you can see
While slowly turning a perfect golden brown
A love once lost but may be found-

A recipe for inspiration.

I've been shown through heartbreak-
What love is...
I've been told that love
was something that took care of me,
physically,
while tearing me apart,
emotionally.

My whole life I've been cast aside-
A mother that didn't raise me,
A father who tried his damnedest-

I've been reminded
by full force pushes to the face,
holidays alone without my family,
Siblings who choose drugs over relationships,
But even still, I learned what love was.

Love isn't a fairy tale,
or a "perfect" family,
Love isn't every holiday
with those you wish to spend it with...

Love
is the strength you have to keep going,
Love
Is the one word that someone speaks to encourage you
Love
Supports all your dreams even if they don't happen
Love
Is indeed patient and of course it's kind-

But love is putting yourself first
when you wanna put the whole world before you-
Love is thankfulness,
Love is forgiving with a reason to understand,
Over and over again...

Love is a four letter word
that contains thirteen letters...
UNCONDITIONAL.
Sometimes,
It's a phrase that gets used too often:
It's a feeling that gets shoved in your face
when you do something wrong-
But these,
Are the wrong ways to use love.

Love should be used every morning on your way out the door,
Love should be reflected when you look in the mirror-
Love is the reminder that dark days will come-
But the days past that are even brighter.

Love, is unconditional.

I picked you up off the street
The same clothes you'd been wearing for weeks
Sadness disguised where darkness creeps-
Your madness had gotten the best of you.

"I've seen you worse!"
I exclaimed
As I looked into your eyes
You lowered your head and began to weep
Filled with guilt from your urge to get high

We took you back to a safe place
and sat down to eat dinner
I did my best to lift your spirits,
But your heart still rages as a sinner.

"You can do this!"
I barked
As you scarfed down all your food
But you didn't care
all you could do was stare
at a negative attitude.

"Was there ever a great General
who gave up a battle to win the war?"
I began my research quickly
as my heart sank to the floor

I was grasping for inspiration
Hoping and praying the whole way through-
That you would wave your own white flag
And not let this addiction beat you.

Your in a war
Fighting for your life
So hold your anchor
and raise your flag-
Give yourself a chance to fight.

A movie stuck on repeat,
A sad scene playing over and over-
The ****** weapon revealed
without a suspect in sight.