I didn't write enough, I think that's good, yet awful.

His eyes were sad
Even when making a  smile
And being his friend
Only lasted a while

I didn't know him well
But he was definitely a cutie
His heart and should, I'm sure
Was covered in beauty

Rest in peace
You little angel
I will not cry
But instead be hopeful

That you're happy now
Where you are tonight
And forever after
You will be the light

Many people
Will become blue
And will smile and cry
Because they knew you

xoxo

Love poem
Never read
In a letter
Never sent.

Self-inflicted torment.


-- Eleanor

I sent off my heart today,
in folds of ink and moth's wings.

I whispered a wish and let go,
so it could flit across the waters.

When it reaches you,
will you hold it close, and set me free?

Or will you burn it,
and let my prayers rise to the heavens?

I wish God could send my dreams thru the mail
I wonder if he likes to see me fail
I wonder if i'll ever reach them at this point
It seems like everything is turning switching & flipping
I wonder if my dreams are too big for me
Or is that just the voice of misery & frustration creeping up behind me ?
What is there to do?
What is there to say?
If i pray for my dreams right now will they come in the mail today ?
These questions toss & turn in my mind daily
Trying hard not to let the voices lead me astray
Focus on my focus is what i say
Dreams upon dreams i see
Focus on your focus they said
Dreams upon dreams i saw
Tears upon tears i cry
Failure upon failure i felt
Dreams i saw
blurred out, i see no more
Tears  fell, they saw
Dry your eyes they said
To write, is what i did
Are my dreams too much for me?
They arent here, as far as the eyes can see
When I go to sleep I see my dreams face to face in front of me
My older self she said, youre dreams are so big the most you can do is imagine, not physically see.
I took in what my older self said , then i said my one of a kind self just told myself my dreams so big only i can reach them myself.
Focus on my focus i say
Dry those eyes i say
Greatness i see
when i look at me

You say you'll send me away.
But I don't care, what you say.
I won't believe in it.
I won't believe in it.
I am my own person.
I know what I'm doing,
So why don't you be quiet,
and just let me live.

You people can be so strict.
I hate this house that I'm living in.
Sometimes I lose my cool and tend to
throw a fit..
But you can't tell me what to believe,
I have my own mind, and it's free.
Even if you send me away,
I swear up and down to stay the same

You say you'll send me away.
But I don't care, what you say.
I won't believe in it.
I won't believe in it.
I am my own person.
I know what I'm doing,
So why don't you be quiet,
and just let me live.

You can keep telling me,
that I'm acting like a fool.
But that doesn't mean I'll
change my ways,
Just for you.
So stop telling me that I'll lose.

You say you'll send me away.
But I don't care, what you say.
I won't believe in it.
I won't believe in it.
I am my own person.
I know what I'm doing,
So why don't you be quiet,
and just let me live.

Our questions could tear apart forests,
Our answers would scare these artists,
This love contends the moon,
Howling like wolves of syllables strewn,
To ask that is to rival men,
To say that questions mother's amen,
Sing to me as if there's no end,
Show me you're my lone godsend.
Can these birds fly our homes to paradise?
Will these currents carry me, for a price?
To the days of easy belief,
Of simple life and careful relief.
How I long to drift to sleep,
How long I have been knee deep
In dreams worthy of ethereal escape,
Of efflorescent evanescence and similar shape.
Of sly phantoms and edible stars,
Of broken bones and hidden scars.
You can't stoke the thunder that burns in her fading heart,
But only tend the flame that dims while apart.