Friday, December 30, 2011

In the darkness
When my mind shakes
I see shadow turn to stone
I watch demons come alive
Each time I'm forced to be alone
I watch the pieces of my past
Create the hounds which come to be
Inside this weary mind
I see the world I'm meant to see
Through what dreams may come
My world is twisted
Blood may run
Through each dream I've always known
I lose each trace of love
Inside this reckless mind
We destroy what hope we had
Inside this reckless mind
We are driven to new acts
And forge our way in sympathy
And carelessness
This revelry
And force her to a bended knee
And force her to give into me.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

I'm frightened of the dark
I'm scared to be alone
Terrified to learn
That this soul is not my own

Threatened by potential
Yet striving for the best
Keeping to the shadows
And living through regrets

At times we work together
Though at others far apart
And discord leads to knowledge
That she's not always in my heart.

Saturday, December 24, 2011

The Park

Bring me to that secret place
you used to call your own
And watch me as I write, and live
and show you all I know
Would you like to learn a name, a reason?
Would you like to learn the truth?
Want to know what brings me out?
Want to know- why you?

One Hour

I could give you an hour a day to play
If you'd let me wear your face
If you let me laugh, and smile, and live
If you give me your body to stay.

In your one hour I'll allow you to feel
The reasons you left as a kid
I'll give your your sadness
I'll give you your pain
If you give me that smile again.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Grandpa

I remember each summer spent at your home

Each adventure grama seemed to drag us kids on

Hoping for a better glimpse of the world outside the window

And you, of course, always along for the ride

Always smiling, and making jokes, and telling us to keep up with grama--right before she’d call back for us to pick up the pace.

These trips

Though at the time ages to a ten year old

Were never long enough, in retrospect

And decreased in frequency far too fast as we grew old and started living our own lives

I remember, once, you asked us how we knew you loved us

A question I dodged for lack of words, and Logan expressed with words that are not mine to give

A question that honestly, I don’t think needed an answer.

We know you love us, because we know that you love

You love the sea, golf, your aging cat, your favorite shirt, the shoes that were broken in just right, the comfy chair where you could sit to watch a good game (always with the captions playing in case grama would care to glance over and be just a bit too hard of hearing for the mumbling speaker), and most of all-you loved your family.

You were proud of all of us, even if we weren’t proud of ourselves.

That kind of support is valuable beyond what words can express,

And that support is one thing that each of us will send with you today as we mentally say our goodbyes to you in this world

We may be sad to see you moving on, but we are here to celebrate the life you lived, and you--you really lived it.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

I'd have hid this if I thought we had any secrets between us. I'm sure you know who wrote an anonymous message, so I won't pretend I'm inconspicuous. <3 I'm sorry.


You play as though you're lost in love.
Perhaps you're looking in all the wrong places?
You're two steps behind and over your head.
Look towards the future, and live through regret.
The things you've missed will come again
and "then" someday will be a friend
to teach you of a brighter day,
the words "I can" are all to say.
So chin up, peace now, no more pain.
If I were you I'd be in the game
and living and learning and having a ball
for each great memory comes after a fall.

Monday, September 12, 2011

The Former Love

Even though reality now pulls me from my pain
Another voice inside of me won't let it wash away
And as I watch, and as I learn, and as I hear your voice
The voice that I thought gone for good makes yet another rise
And finally, when it is hushed and quiet alone remains
I fall asleep, and in my mind, I'm brought to fear again.

These fears are not the ones you know
And none our fears alike
These fears are not for game or show
They're just a small reprise
To times when love was different yet
Somehow seemed just the same
To times when you did not exist
To days remembered in shame.

These fears, though seldom brought to light
Bring joy throughout my dreams
But when I wake, and find my truths,
I find I'm far from sane
For I am grasping the smallest straw
And hoping for the lot
And you are leading me away
Yet, somehow, I am caught.

You may have held my hand for months
But these hands were once his slaves
And though right now you hold my heart
This boy still holds the reins
He could unlock the part of me
I've bottled up for years
But sadly, through my own foulplay
He'd first witness my tears.

This, my friends
Is my honesty of the former love.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Fairy Tales of Life

This would be the fairtytale that taught us to grow up

To give us on instilled beliefs, and stop hoping for trust

To stop chasing the handsome prince, and start chasing the throne

To never wake to love’s first kiss until offered a home

To stop believing magic saves the damsel in distress

And start believing that this world’s survivable at best.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

STAR(written in HS for Meghann Button)

I wish I was truly a star
Not just a star's mistake

I wish that I could come and go
When the day would break

I wish that I'd fly through the sky
Instead of lying still

Now let's pretend
Human again

I'm a star with you.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Published.

"My Tutor" is in the literary magazine at TCC--The Channelmarker.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

These distorted speakers reveal more complete thought
than any poem could convey.
I listen to the songs that made her grow
and remember, inside, she's waiting.
I can wear her face and speak her voice
but inside, I feel her.
And I know
She wants out.
But I can't give her that.
Dear boy that holds his head so high,
I have to warn you you're in sky
Where planes have chosen to fly low
And you will be the next big show
Of terrorists in America
For as you fall the world will know
That this small pilot flew the plane
That purposefully crash landed.
She pulls at the ropes, inside
Trying to free what's left of the girl she was
I feel each cry
Each desperate attempt at release
And pull tighter
As far as I see it,
It's me or her
And she's much too fragile for the real world.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

We tell it all
We trust, and lose
We fear the news
We always knew
Now hold on tight
For here we play
And I'm too quick
For you to stay.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Reign it back
So you don't see
And keep it up
That smile I'll keep
I'll never let out
How I feel
I've lost all hope
That life is real.

Friday, February 25, 2011

Hiding.

That simple question holds me still
An answer I've yet to reveal
The knowledge that I will not seek
The pains that bring me to the brink

You wonder why I here now stand
Before you, as this scared woman
You wonder why I'll let you see
Fear, that forced me to believe
That everything inside me's foul
And I am only headed down

In honesty, I've no response
To admit would reveal my curse
The curse that brings the other out
Which traps me in this home of doubt
The curse that began years ago
Reminded by the subtler show
The trials that I lately faced
Nudged by you, repression traced

I know I'm slipping down and back
But part retains a hopeful stance
And in your eyes, though I'm hiding
I'm not hiding from everything
Now.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

There's this little place inside my mind
Where everything is fear
I hear the world that passes by
and watch myself be "real"
It's hard to stop a trick of tongue
A lapse in judgement
Bits of fun
It's hard to keep the pain outside
When everything's in here.
I'll never find my way.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Hesitance and Confidence

Through hesitance and confidence
You build me up
You drop your hints
You bring me close
Then pull away
You ask me, leave
You tell me, stay
You keep us in a guessing game
And I've no room for faults.

Mothers

If I could crawl into that part of me that used to hold you close
Then I might get back that piece of me I left for you to hold
And replace all affections that I since have left behind
To let another person love the panic that's inside.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

She's got that crooked smile
That could set the town on fire
And leave in every track
The broken dreams of men.