Looks Can Be Deceiving

09. January 2012 · Write a comment · Categories: Poetry

Looks Can Be deceiving

She seemed like a person who had it all;

But on her shoulders there was a burden she had to haul.

A smile was always plastered on her face and thought to be true;

In closed doors there lied something no one knew.

She was unhappy and had formed a bad habit over the years;

Every day she caused herself pain, while on her knees creating tears.

She just couldn’t help it but she was making herself sick;

In being perfect there seemed to be limited choices to pick.

In this world she felt so alone;

Her reflection was one that was sadly unknown.

Every day she promised herself this would be the last time;

However she’d act on instinct at the drop of a dime.

She wanted to stop but her appearance seemed to be valued more than her life;

She was in a tough place, a conflict, a strife.

She didn’t know what she was doing it just seemed like a big rush;

But she was sure to get rid of the evidence in one big flush.

 

Freedom and its Wings

09. January 2012 · 1 comment · Categories: Uncategorized

A little yellow bird sat on a rusty cage scared and all alone,
A passing child pitied the little yellow bird and unlocked its cage,

Encouraging and cheering the little bird to fly, fly away,
“Come on little bird fly, spread your wings, take flight,”
“The shackles have melted away, you are free”

Yet the little bird was hesitant, what was stopping the little yellow bird?
Was it fear, or was it simply that it couldn’t spread its wings and fly?

The little bird shifted in place, worry coming in place,
The insecurities spread like poison consuming its mind,
“Can I really fly, and soar across the sky,”
“Can I really be, above any sea,”
“Can I really fly away, spread my wings at last, and see the world pass behind me?”
These questions rang loudly in its ear

“Yes, you really can little bird, fly, fly away,”
“Let your heart be your compass, to the new life you are about to take,”
“Spread you wings, that will help you sail”
“You are truly free”
The little boy words, cheered the little bird, insecurities fading away,
And finally the little bird spread its wing,
And with one swift motion, took its flight

I Would Rather Have You

09. January 2012 · Write a comment · Categories: Life, Poetry

If I could have the world
I wouldn’t want it
If I could have fame or fortune
I’d say no
The only thing I want
Is your love
I would rather have that
Than anything this world has to offer
But i can’t tell you
How bad it hurts
For me to give out
And receive nothing back
And just watch you fall apart
Right in front of me
I never thought this would happen
But life is full of surprises
we must take our hits and move on
And maybe someday you will realize
That I love you more than you’ll ever know
And I pray that before it’s all said and done
You come running back to me
With open arms
Because no matter what
I’ll always be waiting
I’ll never give up.

Rescue Me

09. January 2012 · Write a comment · Categories: Creative Writing, Life, Memoir

I cant forget the feeling of being whole.
I lost myself inside your soul.
we were one, we were having fun
but than it all ended so suddenly
now i am locked up in these chains i bare
as i begin to fear.
nightmares of the futures
drench my mind
as i am lost and oh so blind
please take these curtains from my eyes
please get rid of all of these pointless lies
I didnt mean to treat you bad
now i am feeling oh so sad.
you hold the key
to these shackles that strain me.
now if you would just make a journey
across this windy sea
and please come rescue me.

A Random Connection Poem

09. January 2012 · Write a comment · Categories: Creative Writing, Poetry

Why did you pick me?

Because than I’d actually tell you how I feel.

Why wasn’t I everything you wanted me to be?

Because she was my Achilles heel.

 If we were to go back in time

Then I might be honest with you.

If I could forgive you for that crime

Then I’d kiss you on a whim.

I used to dream of us together,

But now I’ve realized that we were worlds apart.

I used to think you were clever,

But now I know we could each have a fresh start.