"In the end, it's not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away." -Shing Xiong *** "Do not go where the path may lead; instead where there is no path and leave a trail." -Ralph Waldo Emerson *** "Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget." -G. Randolf *** "We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us." -E.M. Forster *** "Imagnination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited, imagination encircles the world." -Albert Einstein *** Defintion of Suburbia: A place where they cut down trees and name streets after them. -(Unknown, found on sticker) :p *** "A lie goes halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on." -Winston Churchill***"Love is the irresistible desire to be desired irresistibly." -Louis Ginsberg ***"All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware." -Martin Buber



Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts

Friday, April 13, 2012

Premature Rose (a poem)

Premature Rose
Written April 12th, 2012

A twisted malformed highway meanders inside
Coated in shattered glass and broken things
My legs are strong and carry me in stride
In my pretty head a free mind gives me wings

Elegant skin glows with soft sunlight
A picture of fortune and health on the outside
Yet on this paper I finally speak of a fright
I feel when the twists and pains leer on the inside

I grit my teeth, pretend it’s not there
I may as well run from my shadow at dusk
There’s no place I can go beyond its stare
I fear the inner scent of death and musk

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Stained (a poem)

Stained
Written July 18th, 2011
A familiar pair of eyes
Stare out at me from the computer screen
An image from the life you’re living
This very moment, somewhere, without me

And there’s this sinking feeling
Way down deep in my innermost core
I can’t look away from your face
While I remember the loss of something that could have been more

I can’t help but wonder if you think of me
If you reminisce and miss what we had
On the cold and rainy days
The days I used to keep you warm

Saturday, May 28, 2011

(Dear Marius) Were You Real? (a poem, a dedication)

Dear Marius
Were You Real?
Written May 28th, 2011
Pictures everywhere
Of a familiar face
A friendly green stare
And a smile like no other
In this world, anywhere
 
And yet these photos
Are just paper
Not living flesh
These photos
Hold the memories
Not the presence

Crippled (a poem)

Crippled
Written May 27th, 2011
Scared and alone here
Surrounded by white
And blinding fluorescent light
Close my eyes against the rising fear
I don’t want to believe it’s true
I can’t see the future anymore
My dreams are dead, my hope buried beneath the floor
Where my leg should be; just hospital sheets colored baby blue

Sunday, April 24, 2011

(Dear Marius) Now You Know (a poem, a dedication)

Dear Marius
Now You Know
Written April 25th, 2011
The tears of Angels
Fall
            Fall
From the great sky
So mighty
Each drop
Slapping me in the face
Stinging my skin
Though they’re so soft
Today
The rain I love
Bites, merciless

Monday, April 18, 2011

Caretaker (a poem, dedication)

Caretaker
Written April 18th, 2011
His body is scarred and battered
From a life of hard work and toil
He doesn’t complain; the pain, it never mattered
So long as the table had bread, milk, and potatoes in the foil.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

The Monster in My Memory (a poem)

The Monster in My Memory
Written March 21st, 2011
I remember you
The face carved into my mind
Forever
I know it won't fade
A persistent stain
I remember us
How you kissed me
Held me
Your hands burning my skin
You said you loved me
I had never had anything like you
I was starved for love
Clinging to you
You were life, breath in my lungs

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Stained Soul (a poem)

Stained Soul
Airport security stealing me away from you
Embrace me, arms warm circles of flame
Tell me you love me
Respond; but the words are ashes in my throat
Is it not too soon for love?
When I say I love you too
Why do I feel the guilt
Of a little white lie?
All the same it's hard to turn away from you
I will love you someday soon
Just not today

Shards of Glass (a poem)

Shards of Glass
Little tiny fragments
Catching shards of light
Throwing them on the walls
Dancing on your skin
Blue, green, orange, and yellow
Entrancing infant rainbows

Monday, February 28, 2011

(Raise Your Voice) The Truth (a poem)

Added to 'Raise Your Voice' collection May 25th, 2011
The Truth
You
And your nasty words
That cut deep like a knife
Right into the life
Of someone beautiful
Who used to smile
Before they met you


They
Don’t know what to do
Just let you cut deeper
And deeper
Picking them apart
Revealing all of their insecurities
To the world
Leaving them weak and sore
Crying in the corner
Thinking they are unloved
Unwanted
Discarded

(Raise Your Voice) The Dark Secret He Keeps (a poem)

Added to 'Raise Your Voice' collection May 25th, 2011
The Dark Secret He Keeps
No one knows
That he cries softly in his room at night
Muffled in his pillow so his family won’t hear
So they won’t ask questions
They can’t find out
They can’t know

He doesn’t know
What to do himself
What to think
He tells himself it isn’t true
So much he almost believes it
He doesn’t want to know

The boys in class don’t know
How much their words hurt
They’re mean to him intentionally
But they don’t know just how deep
What they say really goes
I’d like to think they’d stop if they knew

Time Never Stops (a poem, intended lyrics)

~Time never stops~
Time….
Runs backwards when these miles separate us
There’s an eternity between each time you embrace me
Every step I take you take two back
But I push forward through the minutes
Till exhausted you finally grab hold of me
And then you give me the strength
To keep going when you’re gone
So the cycle can keep on

Sunday, February 27, 2011

These Are the Days (a poem)

These Are the Days

These are the days
When everything you eat falls to ash
At your lips
And even after you swallowed
The taste you wish would go away most
Remains
And your stomach is in pain
From digesting the delicacy
That was your favorite yesterday
Or any other normal day
But not today

Friday, February 25, 2011

*Reflections (a poem)

Reflections

I look in the mirror
I do not recognize the face I see
She looks the same as she always has
But her eyes- her eyes
Are haunted and hollow
From troubles to wise
For her age