“About Your Trip…”

I have to, admit that I don’t want you, to go  I know you  have to You don’t really,  have a choice  It’s your duty I can’t say, I’m too happy, about it I like, knowing  you’re near even if, I can’t physically, touch you Though, I may not, be too happy I am very,

“Weird”

Being weird, is my definition, of normal You are being, you and not, being who others, want you to be So be weird! Stand up, and shout, to the world: “I’m weird and I’m proud!”

“Eight Years”

We’ve come a long way Conquered obstacles big and small No tears, no sadness Only laughs and smiles Let’s continue our journey with all the happiness we can possibly manage For another eight years For another ten years Forever So hold my hand and never let go and I’ll do the same Let’s go my

“End of the Semester”

Physically here, Emotionally done, Mentally tired Sitting here, Wishing for it to end Why won’t it end? Please end! Trying, my best, not to pull, all my hair out What else can I say? What else can I do? Scream? Yell? Cuss out someone? No, I’m going to survive I’m going to hold on I

“At Least Once”

I want to… see you face touch your face hold you hand  At least once, I want to… see you smile hear your laugh give you a hug At least once, I want to… hear your secrets see you cry hear your thoughts At least once, I want to… know your hopes know your dreams

“Scars”

I’m a fighter I’m a warrior I’m a survivor I’m alive These scars,  are proof These scars, are a reminder These scars, are forever These scars, are who I am  Got a problem? I don’t care   These scars, are beautiful I am not,  ashamed I wear them,  proudly I show them, off constantly Long

I’m Your Everything

I’m your lover I’m your friend I’m your hopes, and your dreams Don’t you understand anything? I’m your everything I’m a statue here I stand nothing can move me Don’t you understand anything? I’m your everything I’m the moon, that shines at night I’m the sun that brings out your light Don’t you understand anything?

Pain

I live a world Where one thing never changes And that’s pain. The truth is… Pain don’t change Pain don’t change No matter how many centuries or decades pass, It’ll always stay the same. We live in a world, Where technology rules, And pain is given a gain. It doesn’t have to be face to

This is Life?

Why do people die? Must life end? Can’t we live forever? Why isn’t life ever fair? Does murder have to exist? Why does death have to follow? Why lose loved ones? Why cause unhappiness? Won’t you let us be? Can’t we just be happy?

Death’s CallAfter “The End”, After Emilee

The end calls us all It watches us, day by day, waiting It wants our life, and craves our soul There’s no escape, we’re all trapped, in its grasp They say, it’s an experience, where dreams have no limits and hearts have no pain And yet, we fear it the unknown The end calls us

Life’s Climb

Going up, is an adventure, when you’re with, those you love Going down is no relief, when you fail alone The unknown, leaves you, with questions The known, gives you less ease, when the answer given isn’t expected Your mind wanders, too much, to be set free, You want to turn back but you can’t,

It Can’t Get Any Better

Nature comes alive Flowers spring out Golden rays glimmer, across the sky Birds take flight, while squirrels scurry, across the ground Peace is undeniable Sit back and relax, while life unveils, its deepest secrets