Books

I read these stories
In the big books on my shelves.
But I can't help but notice,
My thoughts aren't nearly as linear
As the characters I read about.

Am I just a jumbled mess of words?
Or is it them?
Are they the ones who have it all wrong?
The only way to know, is to keep reading.

College Is Less Than 1 Month Away

I can't stand it.
Leaving here
Where all my memories
Have been born.

I can't hold on-
Can't grip the rock
Of reality. And below me
Are the sharp rocks of the unknown.

I glance out my familiar window
And see the same sight
That I've seen everyday
Of my familiar life.

What's in store?
What's around that river bend?
All I can see
Is the blank vastness of opportunity.

The Never-ending End

I feel it when I'm with you.
It's something that I just
Cannot explain;
This spark between you and

I

You are so reliable.

I find myself trusting you with

Every piece of me;

Keeping my heart just where it was

Left

There is no one else I'd rather have.

No one else I'd die for

Everyday, even now;

I love

You

With all your talent and grace.

I could admire you

For the rest of my life;

My ovation is

Standing

First sight had me shoot.

Straight through to

The heart;

Like a voice whispering, "look-

There

You held me every night.

Reassuring me that things would

Turn out better;

That I'd never be

Alone.

Moving Forward

It always happens.
We all grow up.
We all leave.
We all get left.
The key is to just embrace it;
Abandon the fear.
Acceptance is the thing.

The Trivial Tapestry

The voices of the children,
Rehearsing, laughing, learning,
Are woven in and out

The paychecks of the workers
Dwindling, depositing, cashing,
Are strung into the mess

The sun of the summer
Hiding, beating, burning,
Washes out the work

The earths dirt and grime
Cradling, covering, devouring,
All the work that you've done

On that trivial tapestry.

-A Nice Way Of Saying-

"It's too tight, the dress must have shrunk."
Is just a nice way of saying
"You've gained weight."

"My mom said no."
Is just a nice way of saying
"I'm too lazy to go."

"I'm still in love with someone else."
Is just a nice way of saying
"I'm not in love with you."

You

I'm so tired
Of this in and out;
This round about world
That you have me living in.
You make my temples pound
And my heart race
And my palms sweat.
All I can think about,
Is how sweet it would be
To kiss your lips,
To touch your skin,
To say your name.
But I can't shake the feeling
That you're no different
From all the rest.