Sunday, October 30, 2011

My Story

Whats my story?
My story is full of heartbreak. Led by men.
Yes I said it, MEN. [Can't live with them, can't live without em.]
Sadly my life lacks their presence most the time.
It all began when my father died,
                                                    then my grandpa.
                                                                              Then I lost my brother to drugs.
I always wished for the older brother that was awesome and you could always talk and was the football star and all that jazz.
Mine got sent away for a while.
We began to come closer, but I was stupid to think we could even have that kind of relationship, because the second he came home he just abandoned my family, and me.
For the weed...
                         We rarely see him.
Then of course I made the worst decision of dating HIM.
I was a sophomore and barely even knew him, no one even thought to warn me.
Oh wait the entire student body warned me, did i listen?
NO. Stupid, Stupid girl.
If you were wondering he cheated on me. He broke my heart more than it's ever been broken.
And yes I did take him back. I know what you're thinking, STUPID GIRL!
Which I was.

Now I've got you.
You're all I want.
You're all I think about it.
But you make the relationship so hard.
Just tell me how you feel, please.
SCREAM IT IN MY FACE!
Even if you don't feel the same way, don't worry.... I can survive
I've made it this far.
"I can be alone, I can watch a sunset on my own"

But truth is... I'd rather be with you.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Found Poem

She has no hair.
Her face droops because of the stress
This is the ninth time here this week.
He promises nine years
This disorder is a war.
Seeing this war won't end...

She needs to rest her head
If she had decided, she'd be a butterfly.
So she wouldn't have ever had to suffer like this.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Song Title Poem

Dear Mama,
Can't find the words...

Didn't mean to hurt you.

If I die young,
                       addicted,
                                     halfway gone,
                                                           like a toy soldier.
Erase me,
let go,
don't think I can't love you.

Ain't no sunshine,
all around me,
in my head.
I feel like dying.
I just can't live a lie.
Happiness is a warm gun.
Fire burning, 
Felt good on my lips.
How sweet it is,
                    come on get higher.
                                                       Higher.
I can't help it.
I never told you,
all I ever wanted,
just to see you smile.

But for the grace of god,
here it goes again,
harder to breathe.
It ends tonight,
I'll be in the sky.

If we ever meet again,
Imma be,
angel boy,
in repair.

Blame it on me...
Born this way.
If i could,
apologize.

Because I got high.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Rain.

I open the car door and push it open and tell him he's going to kiss me in the rain.
I wrap my legs around his waist and we begin to kiss.
The rain hitting our skin, but we didn't mind. In fact we loved it.
He sets me down and we begin to dance.
His hands fit perfectly in the spaces between mine. 
You'd think my feet would be cold without any shoes on...
But I don't even notice. 
He swept me off my feet long ago.
He looks into my eyes...
                                       He smiles...
                                                          He laughs...
                                                                             He tells me how happy he is.
Truth is I've never been more happy than I was in this moment either.
We look out over the view of the valley.
He tells me how its the second best view.
I ask what the first is.
And he responds by telling me it's somewhere he's going to take me...
THE HAPPIEST PLACE ON EARTH.
It's in little moments like this when you realize how much you care for a person.
When you both can't stop smiling or kissing the other person, and you never want
to stop holding each other.
When you realized you're in love.
If he only he knew how much I loved him.




                                       

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Direct Orders.


You've been given direct orders to rock out.
Rock out like he just told you he loves you.
Unleash the inner child.
Blast your favorite songs, jump on your bed,
throw up some pillows.

Just be happy.

You deserve that, and you owe it to yourself.
Don't you?

Rock out like it's your last day on earth.
Rock out because it is your last day on earth.
And we're going to dance.
Dance like no ones watching.
We'll keep on dancing till the world ends.
and we'll keep dancing all the way up to the gates of heaven.