And there she was
Standing in the sun

And there she was
With blue eyes

And there she was
Looking at her friends

And here I am again
Standing here in awe

And here I am again
Thinking,
I love her.

covered by thorns and hidden by vines
but you’re still attracted to the light
that reflects from my broken sides
you want to swim alone tonight
but I know you’d let me hold you down
Velvet rose petals and shattered glass don't mix but still you’ll love me anyway
despite the scars I've left on you
you’d lay with me
on dead grass
and let me point out your fading colors
you’ll excuse my relentless attempts
to bury you under ground.
“you're destructive
and reflective,
I see myself in you”
As my ridges rip you to shreds you stay with me,
a ****** mess and a lonely swimmer,
another garden destroyed
with wasted raindrop tears

Sometimes you just want to be heard
even if the world understands
not one single solitary word.

You raise your voice.
You raise your hand.
You make a move.
You take a stand.

Sometimes you just need to be seen
by total strangers in a public place
without a clue as to what it might mean.

You steel your nerves.
You set your chin.
You stand up straight.
You let them in

Maybe it’s a poem, that doesn't really rhyme
or a picture that you drew
between some notebook paper lines.

Maybe it’s a blog.
Maybe it’s a song.
Maybe it’s not quite right.
Maybe it’s completely wrong.

Sometimes, you just need to be heard.

It's unseasonably warm
for a January morning.

I was dreaming of a girl
and blue western skies

...a faded bedsheet
sideways in the breeze
on an old clothes line.

I was dreaming
she was mine.

I am one with everything as everything is one with me
in the darkness my self I see,
the light which I am made of, the love that lies within me.

I am the sky beyond,
limitless, bound by none.

I am the air which you breath,
the life that you live,
the memories that you still keep.

I am the earth that you walk on,
the ground that you fall on,
the dreams that you see,
the thoughts that you be.

Everything is me,
I am everything.

just a door away
from the pain
the ache
and the terrible mistakes
that held u in chains

just a door away
from all the tears you
shed
and the world that soon,
consumed you whole

just a door away
from your dreams and
the failures that could have kept them
alive
(at least for a little longer)

just a door away
from what nobody imagined
you would do

and it was just the door
nobody opened
that became the one that
kept you hidden away

**when you let death and beauty
play a game