Sea Side Storm

Sea Side Storm May 2014

The world is speeding by around me.
I watch as things happen but don't want to step into the motion of the world around me.
As time trickles buy things just keep getting worse and worse in the world and I'm standing just outside of time, not wanting to step into reality.

May 2014

She Who Must Not be Named

A First Date With Daisy

I haven’t done this in a while
Is it silly to be nervous?

My door bell rings
My heart speeds
Mother calls “Daisy!”
And I realize she means me

I haven’t done this in a while
Is it foolish to be restless?

I take the steps one by one
Being sure not to topple down
The door creaks open and
I can see him standing there now.

I haven’t done this in a while
Is it odd to jump into his arms?

He smiles at me and my mother
He answers questions from my father
Everything is perfect
But I can’t help but fidget.

I haven’t done this in a while
Is it wrong to want to run?

We leave the house and walk down
A path of many flowers
I’m unsure what to think
But I find myself counting the hours.

I haven’t done this in a while
Is it childish to hold his hand?

I get into his car
Smoothing my skirt and catching breaths
He pulls out something for me now
And my heart takes a rest.

I haven’t done this in a while
Is it alright to try to kiss him?

I smell the Daisies, white and lush
Loyally loving and so gentle
Does he know I cherish them such?

Not just for the name we share
Or the thorns they lack unlike roses
Not for the simplicity of their petals so fair
But for the meaning behind them

Loving, loyal; so gentle, so innocent

I haven’t done this in a while
But I think I can handle it now.

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Sea Side Storm May 2014

He Flew

There once was a boy who had no friends.
He had no life, and whatever fun he had, had disappeared.
His sole lingered.......looking for joy, satisfaction.
Where did he go?
What did he do? That's for you to write...
*He flew

One of my friend wrote this, I answered it. I didn't mean for it to sound the way it does, but it fits.

Sea Side Storm May 2014

Hope

Hope is a cool breeze on a blazing summer day.
Hope is the color wen everything turns gray.
Its the look in someone's eyes saying "it's ok"
Hope is the caring touch of a friend when you think your life is at an end.
When your stretched to your max and you think your going to crack.
In the darkness there's a light that will never waver from your site.
Only in the darkest times can you see the littlest light.

Sea Side Storm May 2014

Scars

Scared to touch.
Scared to feel.
Everyone locked out and I'm locked in.
After being bitten by the crazed animal a couple of times I learn to just keep my distance.
Sometimes giving up is safer than being broken all the time.
Contact digs up the longing ,craving, of knowing someone's gentle touch.
Feelings just lead to more heart brake. People are saying that wounds heal.
Well sometimes the scars never disappear.
Scornful people can hold a grudge for a lifetime.