NaPoWriMo 2011 Day 6

-Trust-

I have my ear to the ground
waiting for you
to drop the mother of all bombs.

Exploding my sky;
sending it hurling out into the universe
in a million tiny pieces.

One sentence.
One conversation.
One decision.
Could be my downfall.

You have so much power.
It's not safe to give that all to someone.
So don't blow this buddy,
because it could be the end of us all.

NaPoWriMo 2011 Day 5

-Wonderland?-

If I fell
down
the
rabbit
hole
Would the world go all
tervy-
topsy?
How far
would
I
fall
before I landed somewhere
I belonged?

The Queen of Hearts (<3)
would great me;
The Mad Hatter
would invite me to tea;
And The Caterpillar
might even smoke me out.

But would I remember
who
I
am/was?
Would the Alice in me
takeover and eat
the cookies that say
"Eat Me"?
And drink the liquid that says
"Drink Me"?
Would I grOW IN SIZE?
OR SHRink back down?

I think that maybe
I'd just want to
climb
back
up
the rabbit hole;
into my own backyard;
into my own life.

NaPoWriMo 2011 Day 4

-Nervous-

Anxiousness twisting
My stomach into tight knots
On a Monday night

NaPoWriMo 2011 Day 3

-The Maker Of Beauty-

I often wonder
If I am truly beautiful.
Is my soul
Appealing?
Or covered in superficianess,
And hate?

Who is the one,
To tell me if I'm beautiful?
Inside and out?
Who makes up the rules?
And why can't I just throw them out?

NaPoWriMo 2011 Day 2

-Afterwords-

I lay in my bed afterwords;
Muscles relaxed-
Head light and floaty-
Limbs sore-
Flesh tingling-

How am I not changed?
I thought for sure I'd be someone new.
Yet here I am afterwords-
Fundamentally the same;
The alterations too small to see

NaPoWriMo 2011 Day 1

-I Won't be Aprils Fool-

There are so many new choices
rushing up
from my submerged subconscious.

Struggling with my grip
on responsibility
and personal morals.

I'm weighted down with my wish
for you
to be truthful and understanding.

This may be April fools
but I
won't be the one to be laughed at.

Spring Cleaning

It's sad that I have to move on
Again.
This time I wanted it the least.

But the seasons are changing,
Frigid cold to damp,
And spring cleaning is coming up.

Someone else wants the space
The one that you're not using-
The space in my heart.

So I'm going to lease it out for a bit.
But it's still there,
If you ever come back.