STAY

And in my times of the year,

Incredible in all my years,

I shout out loud,

Hear my voice,

I’m screaming out what I want to say.

I’m calling out,

Screeching now,

On the top of my lungs,

I yell,

“Here I come!”

I follow the train car,

While you’re on your bike,

Going south to Mexico,

Flying fast,

Falling from a plane,

Arrive fast to the ground.

Fuming,

I’m running,

Leaping,

Jumping,

Racing,

For the bike you’re on.

I get on the road,

Making my way towards you,

Trying to face fate,

Standing up to everything.

Love, Not Said Enough

The words that you said,

The feelings that you expressed,

For having known you that long,

I would have thought you would never say.

But the love that I felt,

When you said you loved me,

Chattered my heart into a million pieces,

Because that is how magnificent that message was when you took away the breath from my lungs.

I would have expected a warning,

Before the words that flew out of your mouth to my ears,

But I was caught off guard,

And now it’s your turn to piece my heart back together.

I tell my self that you changed,

By the words heard,

And the feelings displayed,

But yet do I see any signs of affection.

You changed my world,

Time and time again,

Something that no one has ever done,

Something I never knew was true till I met you.

I think something clicked,

With those 3 words,

I thought that I had heard too much,

That they would soon give me false happiness.

But upon the moment that you muttered them,

You didn’t choke on any syllable,

The chance that you could take back the words,

You didn’t hesitate to say.

The 3 words that we hear everyday,

Friend to friend,

Lover to lover,

And a family says it plenty times over.

But no matter what the situation is,

My knees go weak under those 3 words.

I love you,

Is what you said,

I returned in saying,

I love you too.

Darkness That Surrounds Her

Her bright eyes shimmered like snowflakes in the afternoon sun,

Glistening tears rushing down her face,

Almost as if the dam has been shattered into tiny pieces.

Her heart that used to be the home of her love,

Was replaced with the sorrow and sadness,

That would soon consume her.

The darkness that is too much,

Cannot be controlled by the light,

Any longer.

The hole of a soul,

The pitch-dark night that looms around her,

Are all factors of her dying wish.

“An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, evil for evil.” She said.

My dark soul bids you farewell.

AM I? OR WOULD I?

If I would love you,

Would I tell you so?

Or would I keep it all to myself?

Without letting you know.

Cause am I intimidating?

Or am I gorgeous?

No.

I don’t think that’s the case.

Cause one thing I know,

Is that,

I’m no ordinary girl,

I don’t live up to most standards.

I don’t have the looks of most,

And I’m incredibly ugly,

That’s why,

I don’t shine.

I might live in the past sometimes,

But that’s very rare,

I might have my head in the clouds,

But I see you there.

I might be stranded on a deserted island.

And there’s no one to look to,

In a world where I’m all alone,

No place to call home.

So here I am,

Standing here waiting for that star to show itself.

Cause am I wishing?

For my love to come true.

Flowers & Freedom

Roses are red,

Made for love,

Yellow is instead,

A friendship; a hug,

When a flower is in bloom,

Take care of it right,

Dont let it wilt,

Overnight.

Take care of your hours,

Minuets and days,

We never want our time,

To fly away.

Breathe a little further away,

Take time to space yourself,

Breathe in the air of your surroundings,

Imagine yourself in a place you love.

Because freedom,

Is like a rose,

It stays so long,

And then wilts away,

You never have a time like the present,

So take in what you have.

Love is here,

As well as happiness,

Nothing is better than right here and right now,

So here is what I say,

Think of your happiness,

Your friends and your love,

Think of this today!

Think of a place where you belong.

Underline of You

Shy on the light,

Lonesome on the dark,

But the middle of rings,

Is the solitary things,

That make our hearts run wild,

For Romeo,

His Juliet,

A lover,

For another,

The world goes on,

We meet others in the same bind as us,

And we keep going,

Rushing,

Skipping, 

Leaping,

Crying,

Sadly there is crying too.

In a dimension of this one,

Or in another dimension,

Where our thoughts,

Take over our minds,

And take control of how we feel and how we look.

That sort of world,

Created by our past selves,

Would be a recollection of,

Wonders,

Dreams,

Nightmares,

Creative Ideals,

That would end up to a 50/50 coin,

Heads would rather take the high road,

And tails the other,

There is always a path that is opposing the other,

Always opposite terms,

But the love of the earth,

And everyone on it,

Is surely a blessing.

In a creative maze,

That uses a point system,

In tactics,

In life,

In the movies that we so much enjoy,

In the games that we play,

In the classes we take to be schooled or to school others,

In the things that we taught or got taught,

In homework that puzzles us,

In the things that happen during the day and we are still unsure of why they happened,

Why are we hated,

Is it our fate,

Is it our solid ideal, 

Is it something that I cannot process yet in my mind and that must go down on paper,

Cause it truly terrifies me,

In how much I think,

Overthink,

Under-think,

Sometimes even re-think things that have not yet happened yet,

Or there are days where I say to myself,

Why am I not thinking today,

And I think that thinking is something that I could do without,

Because a heart has misery,

Sadness,

Joy,

Happiness,

Passion,

And comfort that lies under it all,

The way to comfort a person,

Show them your heart,

Show them the side of you no one has seen before,

Show the calming nature you possess,

Show the under line of you.