open your letters to the worldI. you, my dearest, are a splendid summer sun (--- usually), golden all over and under; and it bothers me, deep into my very bones, when you listen to those filthy, filthy lies and let them muddy your bright pretty mind.II. when my world of desperate mirages (and un-tempered glass) s - h - a - t - t - e - r - e - d --- you picked up my missing pieces and wrapped me in your safetyblanket arms, precious eye of my hurricane life.. --- and i thank you, forever... though i know i don't have to.III. sometimes i stop, and furrow, and wonder
fingertips on windowpanesI. you are a lost little puzzle piece, alone and so lonely; your limbs stretch and reach out-- but the space around you has never seemed so empty, so vast.II. you now see your own fragility... a small, broken-winged bird unable to fly away, far away; you sleep to escape. if wishes were stars, you'd never feel so cold.III. but someday, someday-- after much wondering, wandering,
leaves between the breezebetween the breeze, leaves rustling to and fro,with rip'ling, clapping laughing, and so free.this moment now, the breeze is what they know.with rising gusts, louder, greater they go,now rolling, leaping; smoothly, swiftily.between the winds, leaves dancing to and fro.departing clouds, the opening skies grow,and faster, higher, far as one can see.this moment now, the earth is what they know.but as all peaks have a decline, all slow,so quiet they become, and finally;between slight gusts, leaves swaying to and fro.with gradual descent, and dwind'ling flow,a silent calm surrounds, so soundlessly.this moment now, the stillness they can know.but all is not forgotten; stirrings show,a gentle swell appears, growing quietly.between the breeze, leaves rustling to and fro;this moment now, the breeze is all they know.
Perspective Is Reality...Perspective is reality, she thought as she lay sprawled amid the alarming messiness accumulating atop her very unmade bed, unfinished Chemistry homework sandwiched, forgotten, beneath her. Sitting up and stretching mightily, she pondered her latest activities. The numbers of the digital clock perched precariously on the edge of her cluttered dresser now read 2:48 AM. Oh good, she thought as she attempted to fix her tangled hair, it's only 1:36. (For no apparent reason, the clock had suddenly jumped ahead one day last summer; she had yet to figure out how to fix it.) Hair once more piled messily on top of her head, she once again wondered idly at the mystery of how the clock had come to be an hour and twelve minutes ahead of reality.For the past several hours, she had been reading a book. But not just any book; not only was this book not homework of any kind, it was also a book she had already read. Now, from any other sensible person's point of view, her night had
the light sleepst(here) is a sm(all) warmth, w(he)re t(her)e is a (we)re.. w(here) you are (and) not you are not g(one); you a(re al)most; you a(re..st)ill...s(low)ing . . . g(row)ing. . . be)at(ing . . .
A Phrase In TimeForgive; Never forget.Remember; Never regret.Listen; To your memories.Love; Thy enemies.Let go; Of your rage.Turn; To a new page.Have; An open mind.Leave; No soul behind.Love; Until the end of time.Sing; Until your heart soars.Never; Be afraid to ask for more.Forgive; Never forget.I remember
What Love IsI was just a lonely girlOnly a few months past sixteenBut still naïveWishing for the kind of romanceYou see in the movies.He was a lost soul I thought I could saveHe made me feel specialFor the first time in my lifeHe needed me
I never realized what a burden that could beAnd so I told him'I don't know what love isBut I know what it's not.It's not living life on a leashOr living life to please.I'm no one's propertyI belong only to meLove is supposed to build you upNot tear you downI may not know what love isBut I know it's not you and meThat boy's ways left me broken insideI fell into the arms of a friendStarted to feel hope againIt felt so good to feel worthwhileOh, I fell hard and fastAnd so it didn't lastI had seen the light of good in himNo matter how cold he might be nowI couldn't get it goI was lost in heartbreakUntil I could seeI don't know what love isBut I know what it's notIt's not letting someone walk all over youMaking excuses bec
A SecondA smile is fleeting,but please, for mea second if you will?A furrowed browand a glum frown,I'm sorry.Grab my hand,if you can?Tears streak down your facelike rain across the sky.Each splashing to the ground,and echoing endlessly betweenus.The trees sway and shake and twist in agony,as thunder rolls over head.The wind is playing a tunefor you,and I only wish these wordswould harmonize each noteso you could hear it--and maybe,smilefor just a second.Please?
DeceptionAs I circle the rim of deceptionWho shall ensue their venomWhen shall my lusty rainfall cease?All is forgottenAs Sick lingers over my doorManifesting my beingTo help me move onTo far-off sensibilityIm hit hard and I crumbleTidbits of my soul drop with a tingAs they fall to the forsaken floorAs they ensue the damned.In cryptic sarcasmYou try and pull me backA taunting of many crueltiesLet GoI seep through, slowly recedingUntil nothing lingersAnd you glare impatientlyWhen it takes a few momentsFor me to fade
New YearRing in the new years on santa's lap.Grant me a wish that won't ever come true.Can't make a man love a womanSo I guess my wish is now shot dead.Ring in 2009 with best friends, alcohol and parties.Mind wandering off to a special manBut he's busy in the arms of someone else.Princess tiara with "Happy new years" emblazoned in gold.Too bad it can't be happy, I'm just too blue.Crying into cheap beer as mascara runs down rosey cheeks.Ring in 2009 and say good bye to 2008.It was a bad year anyways filled withJob loss, tears, broken hearts, and friends going seperate ways.Maybe this year will bring something newBut I won't hold my breath,I might die of wishful thinking and suffocation.
Make You SmilePlease dont let mesleep, tonightin the cold darkwishing, you were herewhen Im scarred fromstaring at you,gradually walking awayto the other sideof this dwindling roadhoping...that I could stillmake you stay, herefor a while.So that I'll havethe chance tosee you smileone last time.
into the magicFall into the magic.See it through to the end.Never let it die. Bring it to life once again.Never stop imaging.Never stop believing.
slow downstopmake the worldgo awayslow downgive me a chanceto discoverwho i amwhat im supposed to dohow can ilivemy lifelike thisi have no ideawhats happeningaround meim scaredstopslow downsomeonepleasehelp mehelp me pick myself upbefore time has run outthe sand falls fasterfasterfastermy tearsrun fasterfasterfasterwhere am iwhat am iwhoamistopmake the worldgo away
TerrifiedI believe that I ama verystartledhuman being,filled with erraticlarge and smallthoughts,fears, masticated dreamsall the while parts of myselfthat seem like crowds ofstrangers floodthe center of me.I'm afraid of myself,becauseI don't knowanymore whatis movingbeneath this layer ofshedding flesh,What is breathingbehind thesesmooth tanksfilled with air,What sees behindthese iris windows.I'm listening to the thoughtsof someonewhose name eludes me.
The Truth to LifeDo we have a purpose, is a question one will often askIs there a higher power out there, some greater taskThe truth will hurt many, not only a fewPeople have a hard time dealing with that which is trueThere is nothing greater that watches your backDeal with it, stop crying and build your own stackYou are responsible for the life that you leadIt is not someone else's fault when you don't get what you needIf one wants the stars, they must be grabbed by one's own handNothing in life is freely given there is no promised landSo the question remains, why are we hereFor those without faith, the answer is painfully clearWe live only for today and if we are lucky the morrowTo us there is no afterlife, but that brings us no sorrowSelf improvement is our main goal and it starts in the here and nowWe refuse to be filled with illusions of grandeur and get fat off them like a cowThe best of us seek improvement in every area we canWithout the proper balance of self there can be no co
I can't help itI can't help it.No matter what I do, something always haunts me.That little thing right there, prevents me from feeling okay.I feel childish, but somehow, I am truly afraid of my own well-being.I don't know how to feel good, and therefore; I don't.Please, it's not just something I say. It's something I know.And even if it's a bad thing, I'm glad to be so sure about something.About anything.Because honestly, I have no clue.I can't help it.
.. tasty sun ..//I can taste our sun-colored passion,dappled sunshine lies like discarded piano keys,stretching across the wintry yards of cotton seascapes,You are that brave spring to my darkest winter,love,don't deprive me of your promise...----------------------------I plucked the sun from its golden boughs in the skytossed the citrus bounty into the boiling water in my headSuch a heady concoction of acidity and sunshineI wish to devour it wholewatch my teeth glimmer in the semi-permanence of nightI would be remembered as the man who ate the sunI wish to conquer and conquer the untold depths of my heartwatch...--------------------------Something about you gives me that silvery armor of a childwhen you are around I could conquer the world in innocenceSomething about you dips my heart in the suncombustible in every fiber of every muscledrown me in etherI want to exude imminent explosionand when you bare your teeth in breath-stealing smileI will be your personal fiery g
-Lock and Key-My heart is heavy with unwept tearsMy mind is plagued by foolish fearsI don't know where to turnI'm looking for a safe place to runbut there's nowhere in sightThe world is spinning around meEverything is a blurIs this what I get for trusting again?I'll keep my heart under lock and keyThey'll never know what they cannot seeEven as I fall apart again
So I'll keep my heart under lock and keyNever again feeling this pain that fills meMy heart is safest when it belongs to only meOh-oh, under lock and keyLike a message in a bottleLost on the seasForgotten and unseenLiving life in a waking dreamUnable to bear such an empty realityBut life loses meaning as you cling to fantasyDisconnected from the world around youI've kept my heart under lock and keyThey don't know what they cannot seeEven when I fell apart again
Yeah, I've kept my heart under lock and keyBeen numb for far too longI want to feel something insideI need to feel aliveOh, been under lock and
A titanic kind of love.He could pick you apart like your favourite pastry; find every glob and sugared jewel, those cinnamon swirls you buried from view. His fingers peeled you down from crown to feet and he did it so tenderly you wouldn't even notice until you slipped on your own skin, amazed that you'd been naked in his presence. He knew you never watched the ground as you walked, eyes always on the sky and possibilities above. It was a hushed undressing, a stripping of water-based paints you thought were permanent. A beige canvas dripping wet, colours pooling on the floor, you'd shades trickling from your eyes and he told you he thought blank pages were beautiful because they were splattered with promise.You're drawing sunsets, pressing pastel pigments with your thumbs to create fish scaled leaves and haze. He could always build you up with everything you already owned, and he would stare up at you in adoration of the sincerest kind. He was selfless in loving you, showed you all his loose ends that he wr
B e a u t i f u lYou're the only oneWho knows I run fingersThrough my hair when I'mN e r v o u s.You know the look on my faceWhen I'm sad,Deep inT h o u g h t,When my lip curls upwardsI'm trying hardNot toS m i l e.You know every scar,Freckle, tickle spot,M o l e.You know my insecurities,My ins and outsBut despite my flaws you think I'mB e a u t i f u l.