I just want to be known
I need to be heard
I just want people to remember my name
I'd love to make a difference
     in at least one person's life
I would like my words to resonate within
         at least one soul
I'd love for my rhymes to be the flow
    in which at least one heart beats
I need my life to mean something
I want my poetry to matter
        To anyone
          To  everyone
              To somebody
   To at least one single person

I would travel all night
Just to see your face

Scraping away the memories
      from my brain
Scraping away the past
           that's caused me pain
Sharpening the knife
       to make it all go fast
Sharpening my senses
              so the feelings last
Wondering why the nights
         never go away
Wondering if I'll ever
          forget yesterday
Keeping my mind busy
           with all the mistakes
Keeping up with life
          through all the *heartaches

The smell of the lake
The green of the grass
The white of the sand
The blue of the sky

I miss the water splashing in my face
I miss the grass tickling my toes
I miss the warm sand cradling my back
I miss the sun shining bright in my eyes