Saturday, January 26, 2013

Delete

I wanted to write a poem
But the words seemed so out of place
My fingers moveed across the keyboard
As I tried to make some sense
Of the thoughts that seemed to pile up
When there wasn't something for me to write on

For days I gave up, hating that damn poem
Walked away after I marked my place
Days later I would return to my keyboard
Finding my rhyme pattern made no sense
The thoughts that had piled up
Were nothing I could actually write on

Five times I wrote that poem
But the words never had a place
I cried out and threw my keyboard
Why doesn't it make any sense!?
I walk over and pick the keyboard up
And find a delete key to place my finger on

Friday, January 4, 2013

Some things I've learned

Here is something I've learned
It's nothing new
Just a little bit of knowledge
From me to you

You can still break a heart
When its already in two
You cant cross a bridge
After blowing it to the moon

You cant cross your fingers
On a promise you need to keep
You can still get lost
With a map if you dont know how to use it

And last but not least
Keep this in mind for the next time you sleep
Not all dreams come true
But the ones you really work on do.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

I'm sorry

And in that moment I wonder
Did I scare you away?
Will you ever look at me the same?
Am I so different from all the other girls?
Did I cross a line?

oh god...
Do you hate me?
I love you
Don't you know that?
Why can't I make you see

Perfection
You're perfect for me
Oh.. I'm sorry
I shouldn't have said that
I'm sorry

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Reality

Sky full of stars
    But all I see are broken hearts
The wind's blowing leaves
    Like a whisper it says "too late"
The suns gone down
    leaving me in his darkness

Why can't the wind pick me up
    Carry me away
Why can't the rain fall on me
    Wash away this pain
Why can't the sun light up this world of mine
    Chase away the permanent nightmares

On top of a building I feel the wind blow
    Feeling like a feather
The cars rush below me, look at them go
    They don't care
That the city appears to go on forever
    No one stops just to stare

Take in all that's around you
    Before it's too late...
Don't let your sorrows drown you
    banish the hate... Too late
Forever becomes a reality
    When you feel loves cold embrace.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

The rose

My skin crawls
The shadow people call to me
It's a dream come true
But not one of those normal dreams
A nightmare
A million eyes watch me
Appearing on my walls
As one becomes a physical being
It steps forward to speak to me
"You're an old and young soul,
Perfect and unnatural,
A wonderful mix of all that is"
I burst in to tears
"Is this my end?"
"Yes" He reaches for my hand
I don't want to take it yet
I think about life
It's beautiful and cruel
Even the prettiest flowers die eventually
But I am far from being the prettiest flower
So why do I deserve to live?
Because I know to acknowledge the pretty flowers?
I don't want to follow this shadow
But I know I will have to
I can't think of a reason I need to be here still
"Can I have one more day?" I plead with him
After a minute he agrees
Leaving me with a smile
And a wonder of whether it happened or not
For a moment I think it's just a dream
Until I look down and notice the rose tattooed upon my arm
It's a reminder with each dying petal that my time is coming
And the reminder that he will return
Keeps me up all night.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Something new

Every day is an adventure
Made only for those prepared to explore
There are traps and tripping hazards
Placed on the path before you
If you walk without looking you  will surly fall

Each day is a battle
We all have our scars to show
They glow under the black light of our hearts
There to remind us that last time it was a mistake
This time won't be any different

Every day we run the risk
That a friend will turn their back on us
But those friends are easily replaced
Because after all
Why keep fake people around

Every day is an challenge
Filled with every day decisions
A new test every day
But at least we learn
It's a beautiful thing we do

Every day is an adventure
Full of battles
And risks
And challenges
But at least we have learned something new.

Friday, October 19, 2012

What happens when I go on a poem generator at 3am [Lover]

We were best friends
And I will tell you before this poem ends
Why I am happy now
So happy that... Meow
What was that all about
You're wondering what I'm on now no doubt

I wrote this poem already
The format was pretty steady
And the rhyme scheme was worse
But I killed it while changing a verse
So here I am again
Writing this time as if at a ten

But here's why I started
at one point we parted
And I missed my best friend
Worried that all we had, had come to an end
three months felt like forever
When we weren't together

I think it was healthier for us that way
What can I say
In that time we grew up a lot
Each with a love not easily bought
Seeing you again after all that time
Was worth the mountain I had to climb

And now our friendship has changed
We are no longer estranged
I can look in to your eyes
And time just flies
I guess it's time for this poem to end
I love you, my lover, and best friend