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--- Jun 2014
I awake
And I reach for
You
But I feel only pillows
--- May 2014
The rain is here
You want to drown
But there is light
On the horizon

Sticky wet heat
Clothes are so gross
But there is cooling
On the horizon

Doubting my existence
And fathoming things bigger than us
But there is peace
On the horizon

Stress and tests
Useless work
But there is Summer
On the horizon
Trying to feel hopeful
--- May 2014
I love deep talks
About science, philosophy
But the aftermath is bad
I feel small
Useless
But with my faith
I am also small
But I am part
Of something larger
Unfathomable
Unquestionable
And good.
I'm so confused
But it'll be okay
Because even if philosophy and science make me
Insignificant and subjective
My reality is defined by contentment
Service
And love
I still love science and philosophy, but I think I need to separate it a little.  I know what makes me feel right, that is enough
--- May 2014
What does a nightlight do?
What is it?
Not the children's kind
No
The person
A light in the night
The warm lamp in the dark room
The one who hugs you when all seems lost
The one who, when lost, cannot seem to find themselves
So the darkness needs to unite
We need to unite
To rekindle the nightlight's bright
--- May 2014
She is so amazing
So beautiful
So smart
So interesting
But she doesn't think she is.
Accept a compliment for once, sweets...
--- May 2014
Well, you see, throughout the princess's life, she was attacked by little goblins.  She could usually fight them off, but it took her days sometimes.  Well, when she took the warrior in, she went into the kitchen to try and find something that would help him.  Of course, the door was left open.  A huge goblin, one of the biggest ever, seemed to wander in.  She heard it and froze in place.  The stomps were getting closer.  By now, though, the warrior who couldn't see the goblin was regaining some balance.  He got up and swing his sword around a couple times.  After one swing, he had accidentally beheaded the beast.  There was blood all over his sword and he didn't know what happened.  The princess rushed in when the stomps stopped and saw the monster lying dead.  The warrior was inspecting it as it became visible, nobody could see the goblins before.  She ran and hugged him for his valiant act, but it was an accident.  He was just happy to have been in the right place at the right time.  As she hugged him, her weakness started to show through again.  She was so happy to be protected, she hadn't been before.  She didn't want him to keep wandering.
--- May 2014
Once upon a time, there was a princess.  Though she was always playing with the boys, she really wasn't boyish.  She was beautiful, the most beautiful in the land.  Everyone noticed, but nobody ever said anything.  None of the boys ever told her they loved her because she was just too good.  Sadly, she only thought they believed her to be ugly.  Nobody seemed to appreciate her, so she became more and more rough.  When her body was too different in places, she couldn't do that anymore.  Instead, she became a very bold person and tried to scare everyone.  She wanted to seem strong, even if she was weak.  One day, when she was an adult and had moved out, a wandering warrior happened upon her working in her herb garden.  He was so struck by her beauty that he could hardly stand, so he leaned against a rock, hoping to get his balance.  He never really caught it again, though, and she worked for several hours without seeing him leaning there.  When she got up, though, she noticed him.  She rushed over to help him an brought him inside, unaware that her sheer amazingness was what was weakening him.
Sorry, not exactly poetry.  I don't know
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