You know
I have come to realize that
The people who care
Are easily picked out from
The people that don't.

Maybe the people that don't
Are lying to themselves
And tell themselves they do care
But in reality they don't.

I can tell.
Because when I tell someone

I write poetry.
It's an emotional release for me.
I post the poems on a website.

The people who care
Will actually go and read
My poems.

That's how I know.
I know someone cares.

Everything is written.

You waking up in the morning wondering what the day holds.
The day has already been written for you.
Now it is your chance to discover it.

Everything is written.
Nothing is accidental.
Nothing is a coincidence.

Your love.
Your sadness.
Your hope.
Your failures.

They have all been written.
And you the character to finish them.
The world the reader.
Everything is written.

It's okay
It's okay
It's okay

To be sad.

Acknowledge the pain.
Acknowledge the confusion.
Acknowledge the fear.

It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.

Repeat.

Only let a couple tears fall.
Those are the only ones you can afford.
At this moment.

It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.

To be sad.

Diamonds are a girl's best friend
Right.

Cut like diamonds
Slit
Grind like diamonds
Smack
Take like diamonds
Rush

Driving in like a hammer
Your pick into my skull
Jaw split, Achilles rip
Fall to the ground
Then you are crowned

Diamonds are a girl's best friend.

My blood is racing.
Dancing hot and lacing
Drugs with love and then facing
What it means to be
A diamond.

Diamonds are a girl's best friend.

With each deed
I die
With each bite
I lie
With each breath
I fly.

Why are diamonds a girl's best friend?

Goodbye
and
Goodnight

Although we will be states apart
I hope we'll never stay apart.

I'll see you just as I always have,
In the moonlight,
Where trains roar
As the crunch of leaves echo beneath my feet.

Laughing through the smoke
As I hope not to choke
On words I try to hold back
About memories they attack.

I'll be here
And you'll be there.

I know you must be angry,
You must be hurt.
But realize I feel like dirt
For acting without a care.

Just remember I'm always here
To go on an adventure
Have no fear.

Think of me when you're on your way
Back home
For the summer to stay.

I'll be here.
Waiting for the next time
We get to go on an
Adventure.

Goodbye
And
Goodnight

Old Friend

To the person who this is about

I miss you.

To the person who thinks this is about them

It's not you.