Goodbye

Missing

He’s cleaned up

But he still isn’t happy

He’s in love

But his heart is broken

He wants to know the world

But he just can’t see it

She misses the kid she grew up with

She wants his smile back

She needs his laugh

She doesn’t know him anymore

But she’s only a girl

What can she do?

He'll never know

Do you Remember?

When we laughed and laughed

As we blew up that bucket

And soaked ourselves on

The fourth of July

When we spoke of aliens

As we lay on your old

Trampoline and got too

Scared and ran inside

When I came up from Utah

And spent Christmas with your family

We played for hours but

When I left you cried

When my mom babysat that summer

And my brother was crazy tired

And you fell out of the chair

From laughing too hard

All the fun we had

All the memories shared

All the years are gone

Do you still remember it?

Because I still do.

Oh, to wallow

I spent all day getting dressed for you. I spent all day trying to look my best. I carefully picked out the most flattering outfit. I did my makeup just the way you like it. I did everything to impress you... but it didn't work out. I never even saw you. I was blown off again. I was pushed to the side like always. So now I sit alone at my computer, crying away my hardwork. You will never know that I cried. You will never know how hard I tried. Because I won't tell you. This is my secret. This is my filthy habit. This is the part of me I'm trying desperately to keep you away from. Because this girl is not beautiful, no matter how much makeup she puts on. This dress is a costume to make me feel wanted... but it was all for naught. This is my memory that you will never hear about. You do not know my misery. I hope you fall for my tricks. I hope you believe I'm happy. I'd hate to see your pain when you find out about mine.

Like None Other

Like None Other

                                    For Matt

You are the rhyme

to my meter.

You are the poem

to my life.

You are a metaphor, a simile,

an image yearning

to be shared with the world.

Lips like blips

on my radar -

I will always find them.

Eyes a mix of brown and green

a sight to be seen -

pools to be lost in.

Skin so soft and akin

to a downy bed of feathers-

minus the sharp little sticks.

Freckles just like speckles

and sprinkles and wild

hair adding flair to

this cheesy love from above

that rests in the branches of

the twisted tree of you and me.

We are a fairytale

never forgotten.

We can never fail.

We will not be broken.

I am a child gone crazy

In Chuck-E-Cheese

and you are my lucky token.

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?