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I've got thoughts so dark
I bet even the devil
Would weep
"Talk is cheap, *******,
so, either take the initiative
or shut the **** up and step out of the way."

Or, as my Father always told me:
"**** or get off the ***."

Vis-a-vis:
"Everyone wants to ****,
but nobody wants to be ******."

Sort of like:
"Everyone wants a revolution,
but nobody wants to do the dishes."

But then again:
"We're all doing what we can."
Yet, I lament if that's the case.
It is certainly an exercise in control for One to willingly forgo control.
And, for some, it seems to be an exercise in futility.
A certain level of disassociation is healthy,
but that is a threshold too easily perforated.
I’m afraid
you won’t lend
yourself to bend

beneath my heavy hand
the colors I’d love
to see blend
the chemistry
either mixes too much
or not enough

Just like
a water color painting.
 Mar 2014 y i k e s
Cailey Weaver
Just a list of things I love:

Laughter
Friendship
Inside Jokes
Chocolate
Camaraderie
Hugs
Old Stories
Words
Reading
Writing
Kindness
Loyalty
Food
Water
Rivers (the ones with rocks sticking out of them)
Animals
Learning
Science
The Ocean
Mountains
Winter
Ice
Wind
Sunlight
Teamwork
Music
Creativit­y
Positivity
Secrets
Honesty
Darkness
Light
Knowledge
Ignorance
S­arcasm
Frankness
Performing
Sharing
Cheering
Breathing
 Mar 2014 y i k e s
Cailey Weaver
My enemies hate me for all I stand for, and all I'll someday be.
My acquaintances know my name and recognize it.
My casual friends may not know who I am, but still make life lighter.
My friends are the ones who comfort me when I fail but draw away when I succeed.
My best friends laugh with me about my failures, celebrate my successes, and tell me straight when I'm being a pain in the neck.
My family supports everything I do and are always there, even if I don't want them to be.
And all those in between make life interesting, whether good or bad.

None of that matters unless I say so.

My enemies make me stronger.
My acquaintances give me pride.
My casual friends make me smile.
My friends keep me social.
My best friends warm my heart (and strengthen my patience).
My family is my lifeblood and backbone.
And all those in between, make me who I am.

Thanks to everyone in my life, no matter what you think of me.
Best Regards,
Cailey Weaver
just as you let yourself get the better of you

the eyes in the back of your stale mind look back

a subtle frown draws, and suddenly a certainness

that everything is going to be okay

rests heavy on your chest
 Mar 2014 y i k e s
Cailey Weaver
I don't care if you're hurting
I don't care if you're upset
If you hurt me
I will never care

Even if I cared once
I won't any more
If you hurt me
I will never care

I love so many people
But that can change
If you hurt me
I will never care

I will do anything for you
If you are loyal and kind
But if you hurt me
I will never care

I judge by actions
I act through judgement
If you hurt me
I will never care

I will always care
Even if you don't
But if you hurt me
I will never care
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