there Under the water fall we stand

Misty sprinkles of water touches your skin,enought to give you chills and goose bumps.like you and a lone night, carfally opening a window for a breeze. there under the water fall, were water streams down then drops. standing with a dot....... the hole was once a dot and the dot became a hole.

Just A Dream...

When is a dream – just a dream?
When you see reality, you’re normally awake
But in a dream nothing is really at stake
Only when you’re awake

Sometimes in reality, you see things from your dreams
Putting the clues together - what does it really mean?
You test what’s in front of you by blinking your eyes
And sometimes what you see is really a surprise

A dream is a sanctuary, and reality is reality
Just believe what you see and seek peace
Between the two worlds that never cease

Why does she love him

She wakes up from being so alarmed, her eyes flutter rapidly
as she tries to remeber how this happened.
Was it the sex? No couldnt be because they didnt do it yet
Wait! It was the ride! Maybe cause that day he looked in her eyes
I think she thinks it was the talks
All night long, filled with laughters, hugs, and cries
When he hugged her thats when he started the fire. The touch was so simple
and calming. He rubbed her back as if to calm her
She didnt stop. She liked the tingly yet fearful feeling
What are you doing? Was playing in her freashly wrapped head
He laid her down with so much love she didnt care
if anything leaked in the air
She felt so bad because she was begining to love him
but he was still in love
Nothing could stop them from that day on
Everyday her love for him grew more and more
causeing her heart to break more and more
Why dont you love me like i love you?
She asks herself and him
What makes my love different from yours?
Good questions, but he knows his own answer
He's like an addiction
spreading through her like a wild fire in a dry field
Ok take a breather
Nope hes still on her mind
I love him so much i want him to be mine.

The Wait Is Not Over

The torture is heavy, I can see it in your eyes
"Time is nothing but pain in disguise"
I want the waiting to be done
and all I scheme is a plan to run
How can we be here, just sitting?
When everyone's out there, you've got to be kidding!
These moments, these whiles
are continuous in a pattern of tiles
A never ending kitchen floor
is what we're living behind this rotten door
Open it, just open it please!
The thoughts in my mind, they will never sieze
The light has faded and hushed
The dark has left it crushed
We sit here and wait...and wait
for something so unreal, for something so late

LOVE MELODY:

A tone lets feelings take its place.
In a space were our hearts start to race.

Drifting with waves as emotions pass.
Laying with a sheet, on leveled grass.

Take off with the beat, in a surprising way.
To introduce the fact that i like to play.

seen in the moon beam, taking up space.
finding use for a girdle,on time,in place.

Like skipping a stone, when skin to the bone.
An arch of the back, deserves a smack.

hearing the tone, of a loud moan.

On the top of a hill top, were the sky descends.
ower love is ever lasting because it never ends.

midnight love

Midnight falls, like a blanket, cooling the heat of our love
Midnight love, dark, unexpected
Our passion, consummed us, made us one, like the moon in the night sky
The full moon, a perfect circle, our love completing the cycle
The stars in the sky, shine like the hopes and dreams of our life together
Midnight skies, the full moon, the stars
I see us reflected in them
The darness that surrounds the night, yet the light from the moon that lights it
What we’ve had to overcome, what we have become
We became one, a full circle, the fairy tale dancing around, in the dreams of almost every little girl
All in the Midst of our midnight love

A day to mind

I'm hear today because I'm dying...

my heart have rusted from being out to long.
standing in the rain just to hide my tears.
I'm not going to see my brother again.....
shot on the spot.
mom s dead and my dads a crack......
...

Average with a fake smile. why do people stare at me dad? is it wrong to stare back?so how do i look dad? why don't you say something?

I cant wait to pray to mom about my grades tonight.

I PRAY:
mom i miss you so much. when are you coming home. I'm cracking mom. i don't know if i can keep it together. come back.........

Another added to my wish list.
I pray a prayer and never an answer... leaving me in a bundle of crumbles.

They look and people talk, like the screech of chock.

do i know if i matter, when you sit as i shatter. my brother dies and no one taught me how to live with it.
so it molds and leaves a mark on my heart.

As i dream, my days go black...

I'm drowning in a wave as you go with the shore line. looking up at the bottom when The pressures on me.were its to black to see. feeling like a spare.

I whisper at you.
what i care, if you wouldn't care, if i did care.

where is my father figure,mother and brother i pray as i make it through my day.

person in detail.

I know that person. The one that told you that you would never make it. The one that constantly tells you you're worthless. The one that holds you down, and picks at your scabs until you're bleeding again, inside and out. The one one that leaves you there til it starts to heal, then comes back and makes you bleed all over again. I know that person. The one that tortures you in you're dreams and guides you to the empty black hole. But I need you to let him go and find a way out. He'll hold on tight, he'll resist. But you have to. Let him go.

He will dig his claws into you, sweet talk you, and if all else fails, he'll threaten you. In fact, he's doing it right now. You want to ask for help, but think you wont get it because he's inside where no one can see him or hear him but you. He's inside your mind. What's it like in there.? It used to be colorful and full of love and hope. Now its dark and full of pain and despair. 

I know what he looks like and I know what he sounds like, at least to you. He's handsome and that is what attracts you to him. His voice is overpowering and demanding and that scares you. You should be scared. Those who play with fire are bound to get burned. HIs voice. It tricks you. Because sometimes it's sweet and pleading. It confuses you. BUt you know it's wrong and you need to let go. Get out. His hands. They hold you back. They are rough and calloused. He holds you back by your heart instead of your arm. It's because he knows what you like. You feel his sharp, dirty nails biting into your heart and you pray that he will let go, or at least loosen his grip. His eyes. Deep blue, turn red when he is angry. Like they are now. They are burning into you, sending the clear message that he will NOT let go and if you want to be free, you better be willing to fight with every breath in your body. You know you cant fight him. He's too strong. Or, Maybe, you're just too weak. Either way you stop fighting, and his strong, muscular arms encircle around you and drag you down until you are no more. 

Out of the Darkness

out of the darkness and into the light
your smile I embrace while your arms hold me tight
out of the secret and into the facts
the fact that you love me, the fact that without you I'm lost
out of the loneliness and into your arms
please dont let go, I beg of you, stay by my side
out of the secret and into the real
the reality that I'm yours, forever and always
over te limits and into the limitless
the limitless days I'll spend in your warmth
out of the darkness that filled my life
into the light that shines in your eyes
there I find confort, there I find strength
there I find the love that'll keep me alive
out of the darkness and into your arms
hold on tight lets go for a ride
out of the darkness and into your heart
there, forever I belong, forever I shall stay

undecided.confused.

dark corners, empty spaces, no happy places
no light, nothing to fill the void, happy places
[nonexistant]
cornered in, trapped inside, can't get out
[of my own mind]
burning up, crying out, take me out
[of my private hell]
hold me tight, let me go, get out
[of my wounded heart]
get away, please stay, don't walk out
[of my shattered life]
take me out, keep me in, save me from
[my disturbing thoughts]
don't let me show, but let me feel, wake me up from
[my confusing love]
you were here, i saw you, you were gone, i missed you
but you weren't gone because i missed you when you were here
my mind has one question, undecided, confused
[where'd you go?]

Going Nowhere

After all this time, I'm still here
After every drop of every tear
I'm stuck in a dark room
Awaiting change, facing doom

Growing tired of growing
Growing ill of not knowing
Change should be coming now
I don't know when, I don't know how

But I know things won't stay
the way they are, day by day
Maybe I can put everything behind me
Maybe I can walk away and be free

But it's not that simple, not that easy
Life is stormy and not that breezy
Rain will fall, winds will clash
Life's too short to get up and dash

The Not So Nice Bigger Picture

A flickering light
A leaky faucet
An unmade bed
A sink full of dishes

All these things that seemed to bother you before... does not seem to anymore

They're nothing compared to the outside world
The bigger picture is what you need to see

CRIME
HUNGER
WAR
POVERTY
All these things can never be compared to all those little things
Take a step back and realize you can:

Replace a flickering light

Fix a leaky faucet

Make an unmade bed

Wash a sink full of dishes

Hope

When those cold lonely nights are forever there.

Baring your soul to something it miss.

The reality of not really being there,

make way to the dark cloudy days.

When you want something that isn't here.

The existence of everything and nothing the same.

Comatose state of mind that don't want to release,

from the stage of nothing.

This is when the sky will open.

This is when the ground will dry.

This is when the light will shine.

This is when I will cry.

Sunset is at hand

Now we stand with coarse waves lapping over our ankles
Arms outstretched, fingertips praying to scrape the horizon
You say if we reach it you’ll never let go
You’ll hold my hand and drift silently away
But I know your hands are buttered and your heart is set
I’ll be left alone, my feet molding to the coral
Watching you fade as the sun swallows itself
And I’ll wait in the dark
The clammy palms of ghosts caressing my cheeks
Vampires thirsting to trace the fearful tears down my face
Chanting in their wooden voices a history of mistakes
I listen to these twisted thorns of the future,
Cursing as my hand embraces yours.


~just something I scribbled down on a whim

A song of sorts

I wrote for you
A song of sorts
You heard untrue
And drained its ink
We built our forts
But now they sink
And here we stand
Feet in the sand
Our silent stares
Have never met
I kill your glares
Before they come
And I would bet
You know the sum
At first we flew
But now we’re through
We’ll have a chance
For one last swing
One backward glance
You know the deal
Two plastic rings
Two hearts of steel
One night of sun
And then we’re done

Gray Sky Rhyme Scheme

Wilted by the summer heat

Across the fields the lighten beat

Massive growing clouds they meet

So jump and run with your tiny feet.

Don’t let the roll of thunder greet

You at the gate, where father eats?

A Poem (Ars Poetica)

A name, a word, or maybe two

A noun, verb, and adjective too

A poem is a meaning to you

Through Thine's Heart

Her gaze was of a penetrating sort. They always were like that. She saw through everything and knew the tiniest bit of detail as anyone I ever knew. Her eyes were like a hawk. They followed you and you just knew they were there. When I was a kid my friends use to joke that she was a ninja of a sort. When I got into trouble she knew. When I bullied my neighbors’ dog into the street while traffic was at full force killing the poor thing, she knew. When my teachers would yell at me for not doing something like I was told, she knew.

My mom was the assortment of different kinds of things. I bet your mom is too. After all mothers’ can see through thine’s heart.

And If

And if he only waits in my heart his heart would be free

To glide in the endless void that is me

And if he only waits for me at the door we call home

Then he would know love can truly be.