Bright eyes, cheery smiles.
Free though, real laughs.
Blue skies, clear nights.
Not a cloud in sight.
Chlorine fills the air.
Hot days, breezy nights.
Lightening bugs and campfires.
S'mores and fireworks.
The time when miracles happen.
There's a first for everything!
Star filled skies at night,
with a moon that illuminates the dark!
Ice cream fever, worry free.
Tan skin, sun-kissed hair.
Staying up late, sleeping in all day!
Parties and love.
That's what summer's all about!
<3

You left, leaving only me and my shadow.
I sit here and cry, because you'r gone.
I don't blame you for what you did. Just how?
How could you leave me with no 'So long'?
I love you more with each breath.
Everything gives me a constant sting knowing your gone.
It hurts to sleep with this whole in my chest.
It hurts to breathe knowing you wont be home.
It makes me happy your no longer in agony.
But you should know I love you, eternally.




I noticed how beautiful the sky was today, then I realized its because your up there. </3
Rest in peace my love.

I'm proud to be an American, Where the Gays can freely roam.
I won't forget the Gays who died and who gave their rights to me.
I'll gladly stand up, and defend them all the way, cause there ain't
no doubt I love who they are, God doesn't hate the gays.

Shaking in excitement.
The knife pokes at my skin.
Beautiful marks left behind.
I will always be loved.

The knife pokes at my skin.
The pain, bitter sweet.
I will always be loved.
The scar reminds me every time.

The pain, bitter sweet.
It says I will always be loved.
This scar reminds me every time.
I know someone cares.

It says I will always be loved.
No matter the circumstances.
I know someone cares.
I, have written 'Love' on my arm.

Surrounded by darkness, everywhere I turn.
The loud ringing of silence echoes in my head.
The unwanted truth, forced through gritted teeth.
Sane is no longer the category I fall under.
I'm not the same as I used to be.
The truth scares me, and the silence SHOUTS it.
Darkness is my biggest weakness.
Sane is who I was, crazy, indecisive, and paranoid,
Is who I became.

Spaces between my fingers, Between my toes, Between our bodies, Our minds, Our feelings. . . The space that has grown into a crack, A chasm, Another, unexplored land all together, Where you have gone. . . And I cannot follow.

(I don't like this because it isn't my best work. Its sort of supposed to be about the house I live in now, and how much I miss the old house, the old me, my old life.)**




I stare at the walls all around me.
Color splashing from every corner.
Green and blue, bright and cheery.
Its not a place where I like to be.
I stare in the mirror.
Who is the stranger looking back at me?
This is not where I belong.
It's just a temporary home.
If I could get to where I belong,
This brokenness in me might begin to heal.
If I could walk around my home,
I wont take a thing, but a memory.