-Moving Forward-
I'm no longer planning for my future
I'm starting to do it.
No more filling in class slots and required maths
No more scheduled "forecasting"
I'm moving on to doing.
I'm no longer standing idly by with my feelings
I'm starting to act on them
No more watching and earning from afar
No more emotional investments when there's no glimmer of a spark
I'm moving on to growing up.
I'm no longer trying to hard to write
I'm starting to just let it flow
No more forced words
No more false emotions
I'm moving forward.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 6
-Commitment-
When you just forget
About everything else that's going on
And just be in the moment,
Be totally invested-
Totally committed-
To what your doing,
You can achieve all you've ever dreamed.
When you just forget
About everything else that's going on
And just be in the moment,
Be totally invested-
Totally committed-
To what your doing,
You can achieve all you've ever dreamed.
Monday, April 5, 2010
NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 5
-"I Could Never Hate You"-
I know I should be upset, but I can't be
Not with them, not for something like this.
I can't blame them.
Not with them being who they are,
Two wonderful, thoughtful, crazy awesome people,
Who hold such important places in my life.
I wouldn't dream of denying them happiness.
But even though there's a lack of anger,
There is no lack for hurt.
Hurt that they'd assume I'd be so mean,
That I'd be so quick to kick them out of my life.
Hurt that they didn't tell me from the start,
That they waited for me to figure it out on my own.
And hurt that it does hurt,
When I so desperately don't want it to.
I know I should be upset, but I can't be
Not with them, not for something like this.
I can't blame them.
Not with them being who they are,
Two wonderful, thoughtful, crazy awesome people,
Who hold such important places in my life.
I wouldn't dream of denying them happiness.
But even though there's a lack of anger,
There is no lack for hurt.
Hurt that they'd assume I'd be so mean,
That I'd be so quick to kick them out of my life.
Hurt that they didn't tell me from the start,
That they waited for me to figure it out on my own.
And hurt that it does hurt,
When I so desperately don't want it to.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 4
-Today I Went To A Park-
Today I went to a park
And saw it through the eyes
Of a 3 year old
And it was adventure
Today I sat on the floor
And saw it through the eyes
Of a 1 year old
And it was overwhelming
Today I ate at a nice restaurant
And saw it through the eyes
Of the adult I'm becoming
And it was humbling
Today I sat in my bed
And saw it through the eyes
Of an 18 year old
And it simply was
Today I went to a park
And saw it through the eyes
Of a 3 year old
And it was adventure
Today I sat on the floor
And saw it through the eyes
Of a 1 year old
And it was overwhelming
Today I ate at a nice restaurant
And saw it through the eyes
Of the adult I'm becoming
And it was humbling
Today I sat in my bed
And saw it through the eyes
Of an 18 year old
And it simply was
Saturday, April 3, 2010
NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 3
-No Sadness To Speak Of-
Sometimes, the tears just come
With no reason to speak of
Except that it's life
Sometimes, the tears just come
With no reason to speak of
Except that it's life
Friday, April 2, 2010
NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 2
-Reflecting On 6:30 This Morning-
This Morning, as the sun rose
and my 5 alarms began to wail
I rolled over, fighting
the sweet lullaby of the rain
Which, pattering on the rooftop near my head
tried to lull me peacefully back to unconsciousness.
But it's so hard to say no
when there's no fight left in me
When all I want
is to be carried away by the rain and wind.
This Morning, as the sun rose
and my 5 alarms began to wail
I rolled over, fighting
the sweet lullaby of the rain
Which, pattering on the rooftop near my head
tried to lull me peacefully back to unconsciousness.
But it's so hard to say no
when there's no fight left in me
When all I want
is to be carried away by the rain and wind.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 1
-Preparation-
Again, I've been waiting
For the day when pranks are pulled.
Not because I'm a joker
But for a much more literary reason
I've waited to write
In metered verse; in rhythms; in rhymes.
Once a day, 30 times in a row
And I can't lie, I'm totally prepared.
I've been gathering-
Like a bird building a home in spring
Writing down little bits and pieces of my life
To use on one, where I lose inspiration.
Writers block has nothing on me;
Won't take hold and pull me under.
Because I've got my life vest
To keep me afloat, all month long.
Again, I've been waiting
For the day when pranks are pulled.
Not because I'm a joker
But for a much more literary reason
I've waited to write
In metered verse; in rhythms; in rhymes.
Once a day, 30 times in a row
And I can't lie, I'm totally prepared.
I've been gathering-
Like a bird building a home in spring
Writing down little bits and pieces of my life
To use on one, where I lose inspiration.
Writers block has nothing on me;
Won't take hold and pull me under.
Because I've got my life vest
To keep me afloat, all month long.
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