Hide

Because you hide
And when I try to define
You aren't there
I dont know where
I can ever try to find you
How can the world hide you?

I am a idiot

Why should I care anymore? After all, I am just one more. One more glance, one more tease, one more smile thrown out at anyone who wants to see. I stand here, and I'll be damned if I am not hoping again. What gives? I certainly have not seen anything different in you than your usual manner. No one has said anything, quite the opposite in fact.

I see you with her, and it breaks my heart. But still the insatiable hope is trying to rise again. I am tired of this hot and cold fiasco. You are not even aware that you are doing it. I am pretty sure I know what that means. Dammit, I am such a fool. Over and Over and Over again. Every day of my life.

The answer is yes.
I miss you when you are gone.
My thoughts wander to you on the verge of sleep.
I do not know where I am going when I am around you.

Is that what you wanted? I am sorry I could not give it to you sooner. The worst part is you will never see this. Will never put the pieces together. Will never know.....

Dammit

The sounds of frustration
Overflowing from beyond the door
Anger at yourself
Released in the form of sound
When words
Refuse to come.

Varied

Ryhming like a madwoman
Speaking like a fool
I think I might I think I can
Be this varied person within
Hallelujah! Praise Jesus!
Who am I to judge?

Talent overriding love
Thoughts over emotion
Is there no passion within,
Maybe a hopeful person could stir...

You laugh and mock
But a light beneath the surface
Speaks of something willing to be woken

I am confused of your origins
If from man
Or devil spawn

But to be true,
I miss you when you are gone.


Is that what you wanted? I am sorry I could not give it to you. Even though it is true. You are back, But for some reason, I am still missing you. Come back, please.

Ashamed-

Cotton padding wrapped around your soul
Shielding you from the unknown
Laughing exteriors
Fine, Fine
The will to be normal
To think and to feel
To forgive and to Love
Unable to fulfill
What you know you should
Hatred inside, poisoning the good

Cotton padding blocking all noise
Holding inside
Everything felt
Saving it for ammunition
For when the glass finally breaks
And all the emotions
Finally
Come spilling out.

Cotton padding keeps you quiet
Sitting in the back
Trying to look sane
For the camera
Each of your peers holds
The image forever burned into their minds
Forgotten in a second
By all but one.


I am thinking of entering this one into the contest, what do you think?

Month of Joy.

I am fourteen.
I have aches, everywhere.
It is serious now people.
Deadly serious.
A Month?

On a snow day.

Baby breath,
On my face,
At six in the morning,
On a snow day.

Dog snuffling my ear,
Licking me,
At six in the morning,
On a snow day.

Mom calling my name,
Shaking me awake,
At six in the morning,
On a snow day.

Beatiful picture
Except for the obvious fact,
That it is six in the morning,
On a snow day.

I see you.

Stop playing games.
Because I see right through,
Right through.
All the tricks you thought, you knew
Would save you.
I see you.
Stop playing games,
Let yourself feel.
I can see you.
I can feel you.
Can you say the same?