He gave
me
a bear
hug
to say
goodbye,
and I
wish
we didn't
have
to let
go
of each
other.

Grandma bought me a box
of tissues today,
now I can start crying.
I've heard it said,
"Boys don't cry."
but sometimes I do.
Life gets too heavy  
and I need a release.
I always lock the door to my room,
to not sadden others.
I pull the blanket over my body
and my eyes start to water.
I bow my head as if to pray then I let
the most vulnerable part of myself
free through my teardrops.
For a few minutes  
I have no guard or shield
just tears.
When its over
I wipe away the pain
from my eyes
and start life
anew.

Do you ever question
whether people love you
or not?
I do all the time.
Not trusting others
is my specialty.
I ask myself:
"Would they be better off
without me?
Yes or no?"
I say,
"Maybe?"

The best thing to do
after a long hard day
is going to sleep.
Just shut your eyes,
count imaginary sheep,
and let the world
pass away.

Do everything you can
to forget the day,
that's what its
all about.
True?

You're sweeter than a
piece
of Halloween candy, I'd
go
trick or treating for
you!

If I asked
you
to runaway with
me,
would you leave
behind
your old life
and
follow the road
where
ever it takes
us?

Julia still follows
along
moments of my
life,
I keep on
trying
to pay attention
toward
her’s as well,
but
with my every
request
she denies me,
so

I'm content with
her
being forever my
on-looker.

Part of the reason
why
wounded people don't forgive
abusers
is because when they
turn
to their loved ones
for
validation, they're more concerned
with
pacifying the guilty, which
ultimately
keeps the pain alive
inside.

I rock my baby back and
forth
all night long to calm his
nerves.

It wasn't my idea,
but I did it anyway.
I read my poem aloud
for everyone to hear.
I started out slow
but rushed at the end.
I wonder if they understood
my words,
did they ponder
the message?
Will, I become
immortal?

I met her
at
the local book-
shop
and for a
brief
moment in time
we
didn't feel alone
anymore.

The hard thing
about failing as
an adult is
you can't blame
anyone else for
your own mistakes.
When you're a
child, you can

blame your friends,
siblings, and parents,
but the second
you take a
step outside that
door, and go
out on your
own, that's it.

Your life is
your responsibility and
not anyone else's.
That's a hard
pill to swallow,
but we all
must do it.
Own your life.

Here's to taking
a chance on yourself!
Here's to trusting
your instincts!
Here's to giving
everything you got!
Here's to discovering
your inner strength!
Here's to proving
haters wrong!
Here's to never looking
back!

True love happens by accident,
you think of a person once or twice,
and you do your best to put them out of your mind;
but they won't go away.
Over and over again a voice
whispers in your ear
and you know this isn't
normal.
You realize you can't go a day without seeing her,
let alone an hour without her on your mind.
That's all it takes,
and suddenly your heart unravels.
Your direction changed,
leading straight to her now.

You listened to
me
talk about my
life,
and you didn't
once
judge me for
anything
I said to
you.

Sometimes watching
films
that cause
you
to start
crying
offers much
needed
release of
sadness.

Waiting for our
food
in the packed
drive-through
lane during a
hot
summer's day didn't
take
forever because at
least
we were waiting
together.

My ear
is always
here
if you need to
talk,
my shoulder
is always
here
if you need to
cry,
my heart
is always
here
if you need to
love.

Men may not blatantly
share
their true feelings but,
if
when y'all are conversing
you
learn to listen more
closely
to their words, they'll
always
reveal precisely what they
need
you to know about
them.

I want to lie down
in a hot bath and let the
water soothe my soul.

I'm a ******,
there I said it.
I'm not ashamed,
but I'm not proud either.
I don't know why I am this way,
it just hasn't happened to me yet.
I want to though,
with someone who truly cares about me.
I fit the image of the stubborn ******,
who wants his first time to be "special."
I want to look back on it
with no regrets,
doesn't everyone
feel that way?

I saw him
fall
in love with
her
before my eyes,
and
I knew that
he
would never be
mine.

Hope is quite,
It comes late at night,
When the screaming stops,
all you can hear is silence.

Hope is quick,
It lasts for a moment,
After you've finally given up,
And need a second chance.

Hope is bright,
It's a shooting star,
As you walk through the dark,
Illuminating the path before you.

Hope is everything,
Becuase it's all,
We truly need.

Every night I
pray
for this same
request:

to be reunited
with
my love the
sea;

to feel her
embrace
as gentle tides
allow
me to drift
past
the sandy shore
unto
her deep blue
depths.

Be
your own
valentine,
if you
need
one.
This one day
a year
we honor
love
in all it's
forms,
so why not
honor
self-love?
Sometimes
it's all we
need.

The way you disappear
is by walking out that door
and never looking back.
Leaving the past behind
and going headlong
into the future.
Don't bother saying goodbye
because you're already
gone.

I want to hear
her siren's call,
after years
at sea
I've grown
deaf,
though she's
death,
I'd rather be
beckoned
with her
sweet song,
and crash on
the rocks
if
I can hear
her voice
one last time.

I only have enough
milk
for one bowl of
cereal,
it's not much, but
I'm
happy with what I've
got.

Felt it today,
that’s all I can say,  
Resisting daily,
And it feels like I’m lying,
But I always take the risk,
Along with the harm,
I hate this desire,
Like wild fire,
I was once in control,
But now on a roll,
The sum of all my fears,
Takes it’s toll.

I can't rely
solely
on my own
counsel
for advice anymore
because
after reaching so
many
dead ends this
year,
I've now realized
that
I need professional
therapy.

You picked me
up
after work and
drove
me to the
store
to go buy
groceries,
so I didn't
have
to eat out
again.

If I could describe
my first day
at work
with one word
I'd say,
overwhelming.

Hopefully, I've made a good impression,
since I came in early,
and stayed later
then I originally planned,
moving quickly on my feet
with sweat on my brow.

There was much to learn
mostly new ways to clean,
I never thought about
how dirt can accumulate
on any surface;
still, I don't know.

My co-workers went about there work,
I did my best to stay out there way,
they did the same,
I think I might have made some friends,
but it's hard to tell
because everybody tells me what to do,

what I never forgot about was
outside the restaurant
there's a whole world still to experience,
and because I have a job
I can afford to live in it
better.

I'm going to keep pushing myself
until I've broken apart,
until I've proved myself,
until I've earned my keep,
this path is my own,
no turning back.

Children
you are never too big
to be scared of the dark.

Shadows
disappear into the night.
Only the dead can see.

Everyone is crazy,
that's
good news cause
you're
not the only
one.

Looking at his
face
I see the
man
I used to
love.

A writer's ultimate goal
is to be remembered
after he's gone,
immortalized
in the hearts of people
all over the world
long after he's
dead.

Will, he ever reach it,
who's to say,
writers die, but ideas live on
so write about what matters.

She didn't ask
for
the candy I
gave
her, but that's
what
makes it a
gift
and not an
obligation.

I don't know
what
it is you've
done
to me, but
I'll
never be the
same.

Nothing can compare
to the joy I felt
stepping off that train
and seeing my mother's face again.
I was gone only a week,
but it might as well have been forever.
I traveled six hours on the railroad
back to good old Georgia.
What more could I ask for
than to be home sweet home  
where I
belong.

I quit every job
I've had in my life
because I was afraid of
failing.
Now I see
what's scarier is to never
realize your
potential.
The next job I get
I'll work hard with sweat
on my brow and money in my
pocket.
Just wait and see,
I'll prove all the naysayers wrong
with my working man's
hands.

On the walk
home
I called your
phone
at least ten
times,
but you didn't
pick-up;

I needed to
know
if you were
okay.

You know
you look
you're most
beautiful when
you sleep,

on this
bus surrounded
by people
you're all
I see,

your dark
hair and
chiseled face
make you
quite handsome,

and I
promise as
we grow
old and
skin wrinkles,

that I
will never
grow tired
of seeing
your face.

You know I
can’t
fall asleep without
the
sound of you
snoring.

You've found
another
man to
fall
in love
with,
but I'll
never
find a
woman
quite like
you
to love
me.

There is no
going
back to who
you
used to be
just
accept it and
move
on with your
life.

I once knew a guy,
and I wanted to be just like him.
Everything he did I took notice,
making sure I'd do the same.
After a while, he figured it out,
and he stopped liking me.
I kept emulating though,
because I wanted to feel like someone else,
I could have followed anyone,
but I chose him.
In the end, I was alone
feeling confused,
and sort of betrayed
I just wanted to be like him.
Now we aren't even friends on Facebook,
here's to fallen idols!

From time to time
I reflect on the old wisdom
spoken to me,
"If you're not between
a rock and a
hard place than your
not truly living!"

I weep for joy,
On warm restless nights,
In the middle of Summer,
With no escape in sight,

I weep for joy,
With the crushing of dead leaves,
In the beginning of fall,
Suffocates the soul,

I weep for joy,
When the lack of snowfall,
In the dead of winter,
Makes fools us all,

I weep for joy,
As the cool wind blows,
In the rebirth of Spring,
Brings hope once again.

D.
The things I wish
I could tell you
fill up my brain
with thoughts of regret.
I'm awful sorry for
how things turned out.
I hope you can
forgive me one day.

I hope that our love
lasts longer than the ash off
of her cigarette.