Sam Beckman

Sam Beckman Apr 2016

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I'm afraid of heights, but if you were on the balcony of a 60 story building ready to jump at 3am, I'd sit with you until the sun set again listening to your life story.
I'm afraid of sharp objects, they make me think of my past, but if you held a blade to your skin, crying in the shower, I'd barge in and hold you until the water got cold, soaking into my clothes.
I avoid dark alleys and walks at night, but if I woke up without you next to me, I'd wander the city looking for the trail that would lead you home.
Depression isn't new to me, I'm familiar with how distorted reality gets and how hard it is to hold on. I'll tie a rope from my heart to yours, so one of us is always there to pull the other back.

Sam Beckman Aug 2013

for:

For the kids with lonely days
the one's without a shoulder to cry on
                                                a razor to cut with
                                                or a hand to hold
For the kids that lost love yesterday
with no hope for tomorrow
For the kids who stand out in a crowd
because the black cloud isn't welcome
For the kids with broken families
the ones that don't care
                                understand
                                or know
For the kids that grew up too quickly
but didn't mature
For the ones with too many insecurities
to go further
For the kids that don't believe it,
and for the one's that just don't care
Life gets better,
once you get there.

Copyright © 2013 by Samantha Beckman

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Sam Beckman Jul 2013

long distance love

You are my life
Mornings, noon’s, and midnights.
My sign in everyday
That its going to be alright.
A sign that this distance can’t keep us awake at night
And we can sleep tight
Knowing that our future together is bright
And I know its hard
To open your eyes each day
While I’m not there to wipe the tears away
I’m not there to hold your hand,
Or kiss your lips,
But baby, you hold my heart
And it’s kissed by every smile you start
Every breath you breathe
Makes me melt
…and every word you speak lets me know
That with this hand we’re dealt
…it isn’t impossible to win
It isn’t impossible to be felt
That I’ll hold you in my arms
And never let go
Cause baby, don’t you know?
That you’re mine.
You’re my little piece of sunshine.
And it must be divine
You must be my soul mate
This must be fate
It’s gotta be,
Cause baby, I’ll wait

Copyright © 2013 by Samantha Beckman

All right reserved. Except as permitted under the publisher, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in database or retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior permission from the author.

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