Your hair-

where did it go?

I want it back.

if sun is a symbol of happiness

(pure and bright)

(life and growth)

why does it burn people?

late nights, early sunsets
used tissues, empty bottles
dry eyes, soaked sleeves
puffy eyelids, shaking hands

broken heart, empty thoughts

you're a poisonous snake
and i'm in need of anti-venom

i have feelings
you have feelings

... we all have feelings!

some feelings stick
other feelings are magical
and some feelings even connect with other feelings

... how magical!

feelings are meant to be shared
like a gigantic 64 pack of crayola, the ones with the fancy sharpener

however, some feelings hurt
like a nail going through the layers of skin, causing blood to pour out

so always, be careful of your feelings
not everyone will share them, or want to be aware of them
feelings can cause misery, and joy

be careful with them!

"everything is going to be alright, I know it"* you said

little did you know,
just by saying those nine little words
everything suddenly become

just a bit more, 'alright'.

change.

change is not something i am very fond of.

cozy and protective
arms of warmth
wrapped around a bundle of mess
about to self destruct

safe and sound
feelings of comfort and enjoy
wrapped inside a bundle of wonder and perfection

my wonderwall
my comfort
my security
my happiness
my lust
my everything
my sweater

laying in your arms is like home for me

comfortable and safe

emotions run wild

i feel like crying for a while

because your arms are a place of solitude for me

and they're the only place

i want to be

i can sit here write another poem about how i feel
or i can open my eyes and notice that the world is real

there are trees outside, blowing in the wind
and there's curves to trip over, and fall, hurting your shin

there's grass to watch slowly grow
and there's dirt to ***

there's people to meet
and new friends to greet

there's people to watch fall in love
and there's winter to greet, by buying a new pair of gloves

there's an actual world to live in
and there's prizes to win

there's new things to master
and there's smiles that come after

everything is out there is real.
and your wounds will heal

smiles will grow, where frowns once lived
once everything is no longer hid.

star light
star bright
won't you come out today?

star light
star bright
won't you become my tonight?

One hundred poems, expressing how I feel
One hundred poems, pleading for attention
One hundred poems, allowing text to speak for me
One hundred poems, posted out of whim
One hundred poems, written out of spite

One hundred poems, just the start of one hundred more

First off, we need to become friends and date first but..

Hold hands in public and pow through the hallways
Meet each other at our lockers after class
Walk to school together in the chilly mornings, sharing coffee
Make out to Arctic Monkeys
Make out to Cold War Kids
Make out to Gorillaz
Make out to Arctic Monkeys again
Make out to good music
Make out to bad music, why not?
Go to a concert together
Go to Warped Tour together and laugh at everyone
Go to one of those underground shows you talked about
Cuddle and watch old cartoons
Hang out in a park after dark
Get high
Get high and make out
Share a cigarette in the sunset
Draw weird things together
Take a walk on the beach during a chilly night
Go to one of the radio's block parties together
Get front row at a concert and hear complaints about how tall you are
See Gorillaz when they come back (if they do)
Take a bubble bath together
Tell stories about all the trouble we(lets be real, you) have gotten into
Have dinner with your parent(s) and my parents
Swing on the swings at night
Hang out with my friends some day
Hang out with your friends some day
Combine our friend groups!
Talk about books
Spend a day in bed and cuddle together
Cuddle while we're high
Fall asleep together
Wake up in each other's arms
Get McDonalds at 3am one day
Hang out with my best friend's family
Annoy my best friend's little sister
Annoy your friends
Annoy my friends
Annoy your brother
Annoy my sister
Annoy the teacher together in class
Hell, annoy everyone!
Pick me up so I feel tall
Hug a whole lot
Make out some more
Cuddle a lot more
Create things together
Write a book of ideas you come up with you're intoxicated
Hang out with my sister and her boyfriend
Get high and talk about the future
Fall in love
Spend infinity and some more together
Get cute coffins so we can cuddle together in the dead

My name is Amber
and my mind is like a hamper

a storage unit of far holding a ton of information.
processing the temptation

everything is overflowing
but it doesn't hold enough knowing

of what to do with every emotion
or how to deal with anything in motion

instead of holding it all in, like a caterpillar in a cocoon

my mind is a hamper
that ends up leaving me even damper

than the night before
this is all such a bore

because it's always
the
same
god
****
ending.

heart and effort
****** into a collection of letters
that form a bunch of words
with hidden meanings

that only five sets of eyes end up seeing