“Prince Charming,
Isn’t real,
he’s just a fairy tale...”
Then you need to go back to your pages,
you and your gentle smile.
you and your accent,
that’s as soothing as a gentle desert rain,
and each word you say,
as precious as each drop of that rain.
Your sweet kind soul,
isn...
A dark hood,
Stars against a blurry sky.
The city,
With it’s blinding lights and noise.
A lone figure,
Murmuring a lost song,
Shivering with fear.
No one sees him,
If they do they keep walking.
They could do something,
But they won’t.
He’s hurting,
More than others,
Because ...
Something was tearing inside of me.
Paper ripping,
Paper dolls.
It’s all we are.
Destroyed in the water,
Tossed by the wind,
Devoured by fire.
Paper dolls,
With painted on faces.
Flat,
Smooth,
Like masks.
Paper dolls,
With marks on our arms,
and clip on outfits.
What beautifu...
Biting cold.
The tears fall,
like so much snow.
My voice cracks,
like melting ice.
The wind whips my hair around,
so many black strands,
like the snakes,
that now hide in there holes.
So cold.
So frosty.
So lost.
Will I ever be found?
Will I be left to die?
Suddenly from the t...
My notebook,
my friend.
It keeps my secrets loyally,
Without being asked.
It listens while I pour out my stubborn heart.
It does not question what I say,
or Call my thoughts fool hardy.
It let’s me say what I will,
It certainly never contradicts me.
And on my weakest days,
When I can...
The poems I wrote about you,
the ones you wrote for me,
swirling in a storm,
a cyclone.
I’m at it’s center,
It’s eye,
It forms a wall.
Out of so many,
only one hits me.
The one you wrote,
my favorite.
It leaves the others,
As if by it’s own accord,
and cuts my cheek.
...
A flag blows at half mast,
Along with a haunting melody.
Just close your eyes.
I close my eyes,
Only to see the images that haunt my dreams,
In a country where children are no longer safe.
The sun is going down,
Taking us with it,
Into the darkness,
Plunging us to a standstill,
When we...
At the sign in screen,
You type in your name,
A password or pin of some sort.
And at the bottom,
Often ignored,
Is a tiny box with two words.
“Remember Me?”
If only we could check this box for our lives.
Check the box,
Bang.
You’re remembered.
It doesn’t work like that thoug...
As most people kno w by now, America suffered a tragedy, December 14, 2012. We lost 20 little kids and we lost six adults. But something I want everyone to remember in this dark hour, is we lost seven adults. We lost Adam Lanza as well.
Lanza committed a horrible, horrible crime. I understand thi...
The news,
cannot describe.
The reporters,
cannot portray,
the horrors of that day.
So many youth,
in the season of innocence and fun,
swept away.
So many sets of parents,
with no title such as widow or orphan.
Just parents,
with no children.
Teachers that stood their ground,
fallen ...
Hush now,
Go to sleep.
Mama’s here now.
One day,
There be a world for you and me,
and The ones like us.
One where the government,
Understands it’s people.
One without the doubts of day to day,
Where you won’t be hungry anymore, sweet child of mine.
Someday,
Daddies won’t le...
When we stand together,
No longer divided,
Strong as whole again,
We will know peace.
When we stand together,
Love our brothers,
Love our sisters.
When we follow the guide that’s inside us,
We’ll know once more,
What it means to be a land of the free,
And the home of the brave.
W...
There was a girl named Hope.
She lived at corner of Main and Ivy Lane,
At the bottom of a slope.
A bright girl with nothing to lose and so much to gain.
Her momma died when she was eight,
Her daddy was a man of hate.
She left home at thirteen,
to live off all the knowledge she had gleaned.
...
Eyes...
They bore into mine,
Proving innocent bloodshed creates blood ties.
It all started in 1939.
Nazis came in like a plague of darkness,
Lining the streets with hate,
We could expect nothing less,
But to be wiped from the slate.
Death camps and their plans.
Extermination.
Crowded i...
What was Heaven like that day,
When God sent his Son to us?
Did all go silent,
When He asked Him to save the sinners?
Did Jesus gracefully,
Set down his crown,
Look at the Father,
And nod his agreement?
Even though,
He knew,
It would be easier to leave us to our fate?
What was Heaven ...
If you're a writer, such as myself, you've probably been asked a million times, "Why are you writing?" How can you explain something like that so everyone would understand it? You can't really.
I write, because I have to.
If I don't sit down, and stop to take some...
Just when I think,
"I will do what my friends want,
I'll be what my family expects,"
The tables turn,
My world spins,
And all I can do is hold on,
To the fragile threads,
That bind sanity,
And reality,
And that little piece inside us all,
That needs a straight jacket.
And...
The coldness.
It writhes around me,
Like thousands of snakes.
It's the feeling of us.
Me,
Here picking up the pieces,
Knowing now,
It was all a lie.
It was never true.
How dare you,
Sit there like you have right to be mad,
Walk of from me in mid-sentence.
You'll run to her....
"Bradley died."
Died.
Dead.
No breath in your lungs,
no beating of your heart.
No electricity in your body.
Dead.
I wanted to cry,
the tears wouldn't come.
I wanted to scream.
My voice was to weak.
Cold.
You were always cold.
Are you cold now, Brad?
I remember the la...
That moment,
when you see someone you thought you couldn't love,
your stomach does a little flip,
your heart beats a little faster.
and you know it's not over.
At least not for you.
Those dreams,
Where your with him,
you wake in tears.
And you wish you meant something,
to som...
What is life?
What is it?
Can we have life,
and not be living?
Life.
Five letters,
jammed together,
form a word,
and maybe so much more.
Maybe it forms a story.
maybe it forms a heartbreak.
We are form something so different,
it's unreal.
It's life....
Silence.
So much louder,
than any spoken words.
darker than any night.
heavier than any burden.
The ultimate weapon,
the ultimate weakness.
Silence.
The hatred solidified in a great wall,
impenetrable,
unbreakable.
You take my silence as shyness,
awkwardness.
It's not....
You stabbed me again.
You promised you'd stop.
Here's that knife,
I smile at you,
almost like an invitation for it to start again...
I've done it before.
I've let people stab me in the back.
But now...
I understand.
We are ashes and dust.
We crumble so easily.
We br...
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