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Do You Remember?
The smile on your face when I held you
the sparkle in your eye
the care free world we would visit
every time we kissed
just for that moment
it didn't matter
whatever it was
but do you?
1, 2, 3Gimme just three words
those three words
let me hear them
while in your arms
when I'm at my weakest
in that moment I'll find
more than I've ever dreamed
more than I ever could have imagined
three words I ask
1, 2, 3
Give me a chance, Just one chance
To show you what it means to love
Let me in to the beautiful eyes
Pull your heart close
To see you smile is all I want, all I need
From this life and next
With my eyes shut all I see
a warm home
with a loving family inside
This family, so loving, so bold
nothing can stop them,
take their love, make them cold
With a smile on the fathers face
and a kiss "Good Night"
one girl, one boy
he lays in bed waiting
the room dim and the wife near
they kiss and come close
giving a each a gift so rare
For this family is me
for it is the future I see
but one thing is missing
one more thing in this life
the final piece
to this puzzle deep in my chest
This last piece is the hardest to reach
for even money could not buy this
this piece is so warm and so beautiful
so loving, so trusting
Worth all I have to give and more...
This piece is...
Not Lost, But Still SearchingWhat happened to my girl?
What happened to my love?
Such a sweet loving girl
So lost in the game
The more I try
the worse it gets
To keep her head up high
And her happiness in check
All I want is to see my girl again
To see that light once more
I know it's there
I know it's bright
I wish she'd believe me
Just one of these nights
She'd see her light again
The one hidden behind the fears
My life is very slowly moving forward
And no matter what people say
I won't leave my Hobbes behind
Her heart is just stuck in a crooked gear
Just needs some oil to make her see clear
I'm sure she sits tonight
Curled up with fright
Wishing she had someone
Just one person to hold her tight
Each time we fight
It hurts like hell
But I know it's required
To see her well
My Hobbes is there
I know she is
I just want to get her
Back in gear
A Shattered Catch"Here Catch!" I call out with a bright smile, but they turn away.
I stand and watch as it falls to the ground and shatters in a billion little pieces.
I take a deep breath and pull myself together.
After picking up the pieces and piecing them together I call out again. This time with one eyebrow raised as I wonder if they will listen.
"Here catch!" I call out trying to sound just a joyous as before, but alas the sound of shaterring pieces can be heard almost echoing as the world seems vast and empty.
Once again I pick up the pieces and fix it.
I swallow hard and toss it once more. This time my voice full or worry and doubt.
I stare at the pieces. Each one barely thumping now.
Slowly each piece stops, I kneel down and once again pick up the shattered remains of my heart.
The Roller Coaster
My stomach floats up to my throat
My body seems weightless
I feel my hair and clothes lift away from my body as if filled with helium
I watch as we head straight for the ground
Nothing but my back pressed against the seat
I see the rest of the track rushing passed and seem to be rising up
I take hold of her hand
I hold it tightly
She looks to me with a panicked depressed look
I whisper, "I Love You"
and tell her she is safe
The wind rushing past our faces as we barrel down the seemingly endless drop
Pillars and signs whiz past almost attacking
"When will we make the bend back to the top?" She asks
I look to her and smile
"I don't know, but I'll be right here beside you no matter how long it takes"
The Urge To ProtectI look back
I turn back to my show
I repeat this for over and hour
Each time wishing, wanting something
Something I can't have
Something that makes me selfish
I want someone all to myself
To hold, to love, to...
I'm a horrible person...Is it wrong
to want so little
To want their life
to be put on pause
Just for you?
How do you say...Have you ever sat and stared
at all the letters in front of you
wanting, needing to use them
You have him/her in mind
and have so much to say
but there doesn't seem to be any words
that can portray the way you feel
You want to thank them
for all that they've done
for without them you wouldn't be
where, and who, you are now
TPP ~ Erd 6 ~ Rory and the Porygon
In a big blue chair beneath a big red tree
A Chimchar was napping, as glad as could be
When a bird swooped by in a flutter of feathers
And from its black beak it dropped down two letters.
The first was just junk, but the second was teal
And stamped on the front was the Researchers’ seal.
“It’s a letter from Alex,” the Fletchling did tell.
“That Meowth’s from the Guild - He works there with Chelle.”
Said the Chimchar, “Just what does he want?
His writing is smudged - I can’t read the font.”
“Just get your quill, some papers and ink.
You’ll be surveying ‘mon - Or that’s what I think.
“He wants you to look for the ‘mon without bone
Nor flesh, nor blood, and perhaps not a home.
“We call them automaton, to be polite
Saying they’re robots, well. . .That isn’t right.
“Ask them these questions until you are done.
Then write down their answers and join in the fun.”
One DayI walk inside
I look around
I turn my face
To a clown
I fake a smile
I walk inside
Feels like a mile
I come inside
And all I see
Is people walking
I turn my head
And now I see
A small child
I turn to walk
But something inside
Makes me stay
Against my will
So it seems
I help the child
Until he beams
For his sake
I fake a smile
And for his sake
Walk another mile
As we walk
Just us two
I find my smile
Slowly coming true
He babbles on
Telling me how
He lost his parents
In the crowd
That I’ll help him
Find them peacefully
We walk around
Inside the fair
Get some candy
See the flair
As we walk
Him and me
I find myself
Helping this child
Seeing him smile
Now I know
It’s not a mile
We walk all day
We play around
And yet his parents
Have not been found
For this child
Who has made
My mood so mild
I want to find them
For his sake
A different direction
Two Perfectly Perfect Brown EyesI need to tell you a story.
It has nothing to do with a knight`s glory
Or how that girl named Alice fell.
This particular tale is very hard for me to tell.
It`s taken quite a lot for me to crack my shell.
This story starts when a baby girl was born.
At first, she was a baby of no forlorn,
A cute, adorable infant to adorn.
She was like every other,
A normal, healthy gift to their mother.
That all changed after the first year of birth.
It was a mild defect that often caused an expression of mirth.
The baby`s left eyelid would flutter and shut during a fever.
This was nothing to worry about; nobody dared act as a griever.
But, the next events hit them in the stomach with a meat cleaver.
The sicknesses would need more than a shot of Tylenol and a pain reliever.
The baby was always gravely ill,
Ear aches feeling like an electric drill
And restless nights of each parent downing sleeping pills.
When the baby finally got better,
The news was more sickening than a tax letter.
That baby`s left e
How Donkey killed ShrekI decided it was time to visit Shrek, I walked up to him and with my screechy annoying voice I said, "HhHhHhHhHeEEeEeEeEeEeeEeYyYyyy ssSsSsShHHhHhrrRrRrReEEeEeEeEeeEeEekkKk." He then died.
Day 1 - HiddenCome.
And I will tell you a tale to hide in your bosom.
You look wary young bard.
I am old.
But I remember.
The likes of which you’ve never heard before!
A boy-man that walks the knife’s edge.
A mother-child crying out for her own.
Will you listen?
No tale forever remains hidden.
Heart Bang SomethingMy brain feels like the jumbled photograph
pieces I ripped up with I was ten
sorry sorry sorry sorry
everyone tells me to stop apologizing so much
but all I can think about is
what if I didn’t say sorry?
I am nineteen and I remember all of the seventeen year old poems
it’s sad and it is funny
the year of silver and red—
this one has been grey,
ashes out windows and soft evening car rides
amber bottles full of amber liquids,
orange mixed with clear— foggy eyes foggy thoughts
sharp green in your vision and I miss you.
I’m sure that I sound like I am dreaming
these past few weeks, I haven’t been to certian
that I’ve been awake
what happens if we die
and wake up somewhere else?
These are the things that keep my heart pounding
it hasn’t jumped since school ended
no panic attacks since two nights ago
I don’t know, I don’t know
mostly less ripped.
Twenty seven twenty two
I feel like I’ll find something at those ages,
Finally ProudI have never been one for pride
I thought it was something
For those queer "gender" people
For those queer "sexual" people
But now that I have found
A term to go by
Going to public restrooms
Has become a pain
I want to bind my chest
Just to master the dysphoria
To get what I want
Until I can remove that shit
But that will take some years
So, yes, I understand now.
I am ace.
I am agender.
And I am proud of it.
Love EternalYou are the Wind; Eternal, Unbound, Ever changing.
The gentle breeze that makes a hot summer's day bearable, the violent storm that decimates a city.
I am the Earth; Eternal, Restricted, Ever present.
I support you, a sturdy pillar standing in the face of the storm, offering a safe haven.
You are Fire; Eternal, Flickering, All-powerful.
The warmth that keeps me alive, the merciless inferno that reduces all creation to ash.
I am Water; Eternal, Flowing, Stable.
The flow of life that rejuvenates your weary body, the deluge that drowns those who cannot accept you.
Flying freeI can see myself, in my minds eye,
dancing to the song on the radio,
at work closing up for the night,
using the vacuum as a microphone,
only to come back to myself just in time,
right before i take that step of faith,
i stop and think, i reign in my aura,
i'm at school, in the office and--
i let go, just let them have it,
and for one, glorious, perfect moment
i'm free and i think that nothing can get better.
even through my tears form from all the emotions-
no, because them i hear that voice,
and the voices of others telling me that
i was wrong, and misguided, and dumb--
i had hear the judgment and the hate
i can hear just the slighted bit of fear
so i hide, drawing back in to my little cocoon of blankets
and there is where i will stay, until one day
the world is ready for me to fly.
Though I Never KnewThough I never knew
The wonders that you hold
Getting to meet
The lady responsible for it all
That changed my life
There's so much
I would love to tell you
You'd love to hear
But rest assured
No matter where you are
Up there, looking down
Or among us
Side by side
Pride and joys
You are missed
By more then you knew
And are loved
far and near
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