Fuck

I realized that when I post my stuff I tend to post it all at once. And then I remembered that no one reads this shit so it doesn't really matter. I just ramble because I can. This is my bitch-fest. This is where I blabber on about how much my life sucks even though I know that other people are suffering worse than I am but I think that my life sucks just because I cna't seem to really think about other people because I'm a selfish BITCH! Fuck my life! I need to learn how to shut up. I need to learn to stop being so angry... so hurtful... FUCK!!!!!!! someone kill me now.... put me out of this misery... put yourself out of this god awful pain that hasn't been warrented in the slightest. fuck.......

Consumed

Consumed

I love the soft touch of his hands.

I love the deep burning in his eyes

Matching the flames in my heart.

I love the warmth of his body

On those cool summer nights.

I love the dark freckles on his face

His arms

His lips.

Oh his lips…

Their heated touch on my skin

Sets me on fire.

The strength of his arms

Pushed my heart into overdrive.

My mind clears

My blood races.

I yearn just to hold his hand.

The two of us…

Together as one…

I love him.

Everything and anything he does.

I can’t live without him.

I don’t want to try.

I just want him

All of him

Forever.

Where I'm From

Where I’m From…

I am from change.

From the city smog,

From the scorching desert,

From the mountainous air.

I am from the loud.

I am from the quiet.

From the painful fights,

From forgiving when I can

Forgetting when I can’t.

I’m from finding love

In the strangest of ways.

From meeting the strangest of people.

From being shaped and molded

Into the person I am today.

I am from the best of friends.

From the moments and memories

In Chelsea’s car at lunch.

From dancing to Space Jam,

From laughing uncontrollably,

From sugar and Mountain Dew.

I’m from the loving moments

From the not-so-loving moments.

I am from seeing the pain in drugs

From the anger in alcohol.

I’m from fighting my way through,

From staying strong when

All I want to do is cry.

I’m from the trailer.

From the apartment

From the house.

I’m from not enough money

And hand-me-down toys.

I’m from drowning in music.

From the Beatles and Eminem.

From Nelson and Goldfinger.

I’m from diversity.

All in all

I’m from keeping an open mind.

From learning all I can.

I’m from making the very best of life

In this crazy mixed up world.

April Storm

April Storm

Creatures scatter and run,

Taking shelter in their quiet homes.

They prepare for the April Storm.

They prepare for the show.

Rain falls like tears of angels,

Washing the world clean of pain.

The thunder clashes like a giant bass drum,

Giving a steady beat to life.

Lightning streaks across the sky,

A fireworks show for the critters below.

The wind “oohs” and “ahs,” trees

Start into a round of applause.

And then the main attraction

Comes to play.

The symphony of spring

Starts with a crash. Flowers bow

To the band, shrubs whisper their praise.

The wind whistles, the trees sway

To the rhythm. The drum beats louder

And faster. The fireworks gain

Momentum. Then, the grand finale.

Lightning strikes, sparks fly.

The earth trembles, and the rains recede.

The applause grows… and dies.

Creatures return from their homes,

Taking in the fresh musky scent.

Life has been cleansed once more

By the mighty April Storm.

Winter Moon

Winter Moon

Oh Winter Moon,

Hidden behind blackened clouds,

What secrets do you keep from me?

What ails you when you sigh,

Your cold breath blowing gently

Through the deadened trees?

I see your faint glow,

The haunted curvature

Of the forlorn Witch’s Nail.

My heart aches for you.

Alone in the deep blue sky

Is where you forever stay,

Beholding the gifts nature brings.

You see all, like the knowing eye

Of the all-mighty Creator.

You’re sly smile does naught to hide

The wonders of your mind.

Oh Winter Moon,

Hidden behind blackened clouds,

What secrets do you keep from me?