It happened again
I'm torn off
Yet again my feelings are ripped apart
There is nothing left but emptiness and regret
Blaming myself for everything that went wrong
But I won't forget the hurt and how bad things got
But I guess now it doesn't matter
Because I'm in the trash
I'm always your band- aid

Isn't a merry fairytale
It lurks in your darkest dreams
It scares your nightmares
Chasing  the innocent and stalking the darkness
Killing your love and living your fears
Now it is coming for you
We call this abomination *"The IT"

During the day it is quiet and peaceful
There is nothing that can disturb me
I know this house from top to bottom
It is all because I died here
All its secrets and desires consume me
There is nothing I can do but cry to the silence
When night comes my nightmares come to life
But with a sickening thud I realize something even worse
I am not alone.

We try to live day by day like nothing is wrong.
We have our arguments when our lives crumble or fall.
We cry all the time behind closed doors.
We cherish the love that binds us when the lights go off
We dream our secrets and live our nightmares
But no matter where we are or how we feel there is no place like home.

So its been awhile
It feels like my mental journey is finally returning home
To wonder and laughter
Sadness and feelings
Stories and adventures
To my everyday life and to the magical places
With friends that are great and amaze me everyday
To my home at Hello Poetry
Where I am going to stay

Looking in the past
Flying toward the future
Trying to see what's wrong
Trying to see what's right
Always battling the odds
And trying not to pick fights
All I can do is keep flying
Towards my unknown dreams
Towards my unknown future
Waiting for that person who will light up my life
That will keep the battles at bay
That will make all my wrongs seem okay
I'll wait and soar through my blue sky while my mind and body wait
for mister right

Why oh why do I follow you?
When you lead me to a foreign place
Where no flowers grow and all the tree's are bare
All I do is follow you
There is nothing to hear and nothing to feel
No sound of animals or insects near
The sky is still blue but with no clouds for comfort
And still I follow you
With eyes like water and hair as black as a raven
With a voice like honey and a smile like the devil
You make me feel as if I hardly know myself
You bring back memories that my desires wish to be real
and my mind wants them to be forgotten
I wish I could run but I know my heart would stop me
She's waiting for us to stop walking
To start somewhere where the flowers bloom and the grass grows
Where we could lay in the sun all day and form the clouds into our most treasured fantasies
But where do you start when your in a foreign place
When all I can do is follow you hoping that you will one day look behind and
realize I've always been there for you.

Looking up at the unending sky.
Clouds puffy and white like little cotton *****.
Everyone of them is different no matter how big or small
They change for your liking and shift with your mind
They help you imagination grow with each minute of the day
Shifting and forming into monsters and epic battles.
The less clouds there are the more we fear reality
That is why cloudy days are my favorite.

If I were free to live my life as I pleased
I would break my chains of ******* and spread my wings wide
I would soar through the sky
Not worrying about if the world will accept me
Or the rules I will not follow
To just be happy knowing that
I will die later rather than tomorrow
That I will never have to look back on my yesterdays
and look forward to tomorrow.

With the foggy night comes unease
Sleep depriving dizziness awaits me
Focused on only what needs to be done I forget my surroundings
I might as well be in class than at home in my pajamas
Trying to stay organized but everything just seems disarrayed
Dreading the horrors of tomorrows long day

Paint splatter on my walls
There is nothing but the drips that fall
My mind races to see its colors
but there is nothing but the wet coatings
No trivial guess
or awesome gloating
can be found from my walls
only desperate wondering
and empty spots
needing to be filled
once its done
all I can do is
hope one day
that I can see the colors

My heart is filled with joy
My mind aches out of exhaustion
I bubble in my last answer with unnecessary quickness
I throw everything into my backpack and throw my test at my professor
Lunging for the door I start to run for the exit
I reach out into the openness and smell the sweet breeze in the air
Even though it will only be for a little while I am overjoyed because....
I am finally free!!!!

The fire with in me is bursting, like a match struck in darkness.
It is burning everything in its path like a raging forest fire.
Causing pain and despair, as my memories are turned to ashes.
Making me feel the winter chill of emptiness.
From the ashes I will rise a new and stronger me for the fire has died and I am still alive.

I am tired of waking up cold at night
I know your little heart wants all the warmth and joy I can give
in return for the joy you give me each day
but
I really get tired of you stealing all the covers
when you are just a small thirteen year old puppy.

My pages keep falling out
I glue
and
glue
and
glue
but every time I try they keep falling out
I need to rethink this scheme of mine
A book is an experience
Well my experience is sticky
My thoughts are expressed in its pages but whats a book
without a binding?
A bunch of thoughts with page numbers
oh
wait
mine don't have any
I will keep gluing
but without the cover
it will never  
be finished
but
who knows
maybe
it
doesn't
have to
be

Ink stains on my hands
I spend ten hours a week trying to describe my passion
through a blood stained carving tool
I waste paper that last over a hundred years trying to make my ideas into realities
Through this whole process my mind rejects my heart saying
" You will never be successful in your passions!"
" You are wasting your time! "
" You will never be able to find something artistic that you love"
I try to ignore these blaring comments by working even harder
My heart is devoted to my passions but sometimes doubts my ambitions
Always cautious and reminding me that I need to find something that I love
It is just so hard not to love the only thing that makes you feel loved

I wish my heart was made out of LEGO's
So I can take a piece off and slip it into the pockets
of everyone I meet
So they will never forget me.

Your as strong as an oak
With a heart made of steel
Pride and valor is not a worthy title for you
You never falter or hesitate with what you have to do
But you will never be a king or a hero
Maybe a savior but your not worth a euro
Without love you are just a joke

Love is like a bunch of flower blossoms
It starts out small
and then begins to grow
When the first buds appear love begins to ripen
Then in a short time the world begins to brighten
Colors become brighter love reaches out
With millions of petals
Love grows in small unexpected ways
Love is colorful, beautiful,
and blooms every year.

Thunder roars across the sky
Rain spatters on the glass
Looking out in a storm
Hoping it last
See the glisten on the grass
Everything becomes magical
In the darkest of night to the cloudy day
I love storms that wash the grime away

My works shoes decided to take a detour
They ended up being my dogs chew toy
Ripped and torn
I stare in forlorn
There is no time to fix them so I slide them on with considerable care
This work day is not going to be fair
I walk into work with a nervous glance
Afraid of the eyes and comments
A pound of duck tape later my co-workers stare at my deformed feet
I smile up at them and say "It adds character"
They stare back at me with a bewildered  expression
I stand up and smile and go on with my work day.

As the time keeps ticking the locket stays still
As the pain intensifies and his  picture is burning in my mind
As my tears fade away and my mind races for a reason that made him leave
As I wait by the phone to hear his voice
While my memory goes away
And the locket begins to crack

Better to do than die
For I will never know your feelings
Never know your touch
Only see you from a distance
Always in silence
I would rather take the risk of dying
than never being heard
being seen
being yours
To ask forgiveness
rather than permission
is how I feel
about you and me
and us
For I know now that I have the strength
To walk that distance and look you in the eye
Never caring about who might see
you and me
For I know that even though we shield our true selves from
the naked eye
I would rather die
than live another day
Telling everyone our lies

Petals rain down upon our feet while we walk in a beautiful park
Wrapped together in our own little bubble
Unaware of the dangers of the world
Time does not matter, there are no deadlines or daily chores
All that matters is the quiet conversations and the soft music of nature
As we savour our time together

As I keep on crying my heart is still dying
Even though I hate lying to myself
I just need to endure the pain
When ever I think of him my memory regenerates as my heart begs to make it real again
The locket in my chest will break whenever I finally forget
So far my locket is still stowed in the place it will stay forever.

Your always so chill
Even when you just climbed a hill
Maybe that's why your name is Bill
Or maybe its because you married Jill
So please try not to **** me
When I tell you that Dill
Just broke your new grill

Feeling sick
Missing school
My mind rejects
My body obeys

Refreshed
Invigorated
Inspired
I would like to thank all my friends on HP!
For reminding me that even on the most terrifying days
That I need to breathe and be brave!

How can you say goodbye and not cry?
All through life there are hellos and goodbyes
but know one ever tells you what happens after
Do they live?
Do they die?
Do they go home and slam the door or just move on and live a lie?
Life is unpredictable until it turns on its side and opens up another world
A world where life has meaning
Where everyone you meet gives you a new perspective and makes you grow and become inspired in awesome and sometimes in slightly weird and unexpected ways.
So lets go on living day by day
where we might have to say goodbyes but hopefully never cry.

Your beautiful in every way
You have a secret identity that you can not share
You bring life to everyone in the middle of May
I wish I was you every day
But instead I'm just another that has lost my way
So find me please
Before the end of May

The sun shining on my face
Music dancing all around
Nothing  is going to put me down
On a day such as this I will give my heart out
For strangers to take
For everyone deserves love
on
Valentines Day!

Everyone says I have so much promise
That I will do great in whatever I choose to be
But in my mind all I see is a huge world
A world where I can choose any path I wish
Where some paths my lead to ruin and others to happiness
If only I could dream what I want to be
Because right now all I am going on is what others want me to be
I have no dream... it is like this huge world has engulfed me
What should I do?
Where should I go?
Who should I be?
It all makes me just want to go to sleep
To leave this reality
Only to wake up and realize that I have no dreams

As I lay in my own asylum I keep thinking of him.
The only person that has ever touched my heart
The only person that has stolen my dreams and will forever own my soul.
He is the only one that I will never love, because he stole my heart when he left
Now in place of my heart is a locket that holds a picture of him
The locket is a symbol of good and bad
For when he returns
my heart will be back.
When he leaves it will close and become only a memory
that withers away every second he is gone.

My mind is screaming
GO TO BED!
My heart is whispering
"just a few more minutes"
My mind quiets.......... while
My heart smiles with victory

This is the battle that goes on between my mind and my heart when it comes to enthralling books
:]

A flower that blooms only at night
It will close within the mornings light
Blooming only once a year the buds close when there time is up
The flower is white like the moon
Its beauty unrefined
The plant was given to us by a relative
It never blooms until her untimely death
Now we cherish each bloom like a reminder that she is still here
We always see her every year

I call to you my dear
For you are my anchor in this restless sea
The overwhelming tides have come to devour
what is left of me
So hopefully you will hear my call
and stop these waves from consuming me

Coming back to reality is like
swimming in an ocean
knowing that your going to drown
A slap in the face without anyone to comfort you
or having the will to fight back
Having friends but only in pieces of your life
Enjoying there time with you but you know it never last
as long as you want it to
Holding on to them until there time is up
Then
all you want to do is climb back into your dreams
and keep swimming in your ocean
knowing that you will be saved
some day
Being able to fly  
knowing that they will be there flying beside you
Stopping time
and filling the cracks in your life that keep breaking
your happiness apart
But in the end
reality is always calling whether we want it to
or
not

I missed it again!
Every time I try to catch you
You always seem to evade me
I chase this pleasure but it
Just runs faster
I call this tempter
SLEEP

A heart made of glass
A mind made of steel
Love is a dream until you find out its real
Hugging in the winter
Dreaming in the summer
Filling my heart while melting my mind
Loving everything I am and all that I will be
Forming the shape of just you and me

The blind see that love is eternal.

The blood red flowers are imprinted in my mind
Nothing can escape there vibrant colors
Nothing to soften there unnatural glow
It makes you want to stare

In this early morning hour
I wish my day will not be soured
By this early morning tear shedding hour.

As I'm crying you never came
As my heart begins to swell because of the pain
I am soaking wet because it started to rain
Still you never came
I stayed there all day waiting...and waiting
I tried to make an excuse for why you left but nothing came to mind
When I drifted to sleep my nightmares made everything clear
For why you deserted me.

I write on shards of broken glass.
The scratches and cuts only make me write faster
The more I scribble the less it makes sense
My thoughts become useless as I look at my deformed reflection
My heart and mind are shattered like these shards of glass I write on.

I know our love will never be easy
Every day will be like riding a  roller coaster
We will have our up and downs
Twist and turns
Stop and starts
Laughing and screaming
But that is just how couples are
We live each day trying to make the most of it
Whether we like each other or not
Life goes on
Just how the night is in love with the dawn

Wings of scribbled parchment
Eyes the color of ink
Flying in the minds of  children and adults
Gliding on the gust of hatred, love, and dreams
A heart made of hope and faith trying not to be shredded
by the senseless thoughts of humanity

What I see everyday I can not put into words
I see clouds move fast or slow across the sky
Rising to see the sunrise knowing that it is true beauty, is nothing I can put into words
Words cannot describe how much I feel to be alive
On the most boring days the sky can make your mind go on adventures
The sky shows how much beauty can really be alive in the world because even in the darkest hours there is still beauty in the stars or when the moon shines bright.
Even on your worst days the rain can wash your troubles away
All you have to do is look up.

How I wish to be free
To spread my wings
feel the wind on my face
to forget it all
Let go of everything
before I fall

As your heart runs its steady course I hide from you
While you leer at me through malicious eyes my fear starts to grow
Your footsteps become louder and louder
I dare to look behind me and cringe in fear
My heart begins to race pounding louder and louder but I can still hear your voice
My shadow disappears and your breath is on my neck
My eyes start to tear knowing that my death is near.

I write these words because
I can't believe that my world is dying and I'm still on my feet
Living my life while the world is crumbling
Why should I live when others die of being hungry?
We try to right our wrongs but in the end
Our regrets pile up till the lights become dim