Surface

Have you really carried over what you used to hold so dear?
These superficial glances are confirming all my fears.

You never honestly cared about who I am or what I'm to be,
you just wanted to use me up, and steal the better part of part of me.

You treat me like it's a pity that a girl should be as I,
But you won't let me go, I'm your limitless supply...

If you ever need a booster, someone to tell you of your worth,
I treat you as you're gold, while I'm lowly simple dirt.

I'm the girl who doesn't matter, the one who's always there,
The one who doesn't care about your perfectly done hair.

If I am to make a mistake, you've been quick to be my judge,
Even when I've let it go, you still seem to hold the grudge.

I'm the friend who entertains, who always follows through,
Who keeps your smallest secrets, accepts the things you do.

But when the others crowd around, I am lost and left behind,
Have I so simply been swept away from the spaces of your mind?

I'm exhausted of your lying, your tiresome deceit,
So I'm retreating from this battle of imminent defeat.

It's clearly been here from the start, the truth from long before,
It's not the me that I hold inside- it's the surface you adore.

The Wind

The wind that sways the aspen trees,
The salty air of the ocean breeze,
From high altitudes to level seas,
There's something in this air we breath,

By it's life we hear a child's cry,
And the absence of compels fire to die,
We feel it's might as it rushes by,
And it's gentle caress in a subtle sigh,

Our lives and the air have much the same,
They seem to rejoice in the fast paced game,
They switch so suddenly with no one to blame,
And neither one can be utterly tamed.

Our lives can change in seconds flat,
Much like the wind we are feeling at our backs,
No need to feel like you're under attack,
It's simply the start of the next big act,

So embrace the change and you'll realize,
It gives you a chance to revitalize,
Rejuvenate and sensationalize,
You can view the world with a new set of eyes.

Happiness

Happiness depends on two?
Oh what do we do,
If it depends on two?
I believe you need a bit of a clue,
Happiness is not dependant on two,
Two will not do.

Happiness depends on you.

Happiness depends on one,
That's how it's done,
It comes from one.
Your happiness, joy, love and fun,
Have all begun
With a single one.

It all depends on one.

Tomorrow Night

So funny story... While I was writing this one I was listening to music on Pandora, and a song came on. The song was "I've got my love to keep me warm". I found this ironic. Haha but anyway, enjoy the poem :)

I knew this room was cold,
But it's bite is settling in,
And baby you're not here,
To warm my chilling summer skin.

I want your arms around me,
I want to feel your steady breath,
I want to snuggle up beside you,
And hear the beating from your chest.

You bring me a feeling of comfort,
But it's one I've hardly known,
A sweet and pleasant feeling,
Of not feeling so alone.

My hands are feeling lonely,
My arms are awfully cold,
This must be that longing
From a heart that has been sold.

So I'll lay here on my bed,
And while I think of you tonight,
I'll pretend that I'm right next to you,
Waiting to be held so tight.

And maybe you'll be here....
Tomorrow night.

The Devil's Craft... Learn to Fight Back.

Thoughts are lingering,
In the shallow, empty spaces
That are encased inside myself.
Finding them, -growing, thriving-
Controlling my motives.

I am confused.

I am lost.

These thoughts are consuming my motivation.
Destroying my inner peace.

Can I do this? My power is gone...
My feelings of terror continue to press on.

No.

No more.
This is my choice.

Leave me.
Let me be.
I'm sick of your negativity.

You cannot tell me what I cannot do.
I'm tired and I'm hurt, but I can still pull through.

Go ahead, test me. I dare you to try.
I'm going to keep fighting till the day that I die.

My measure is one that cannot be contained.
No limits, no boundaries- No more playing this game!

If I can't deal with you I don't deserve that great prize,
I'm breaking the chain, say your final goodbyes.

I'm never done.

I will press on.

Vengeance?

... It's been a while since I have posted anything, so I am just going to share one of those random poems I wrote. This one is more about the sound than the meaning. (meaning that I just basically had random words come into my head and wrote them down) so enjoy! :)

The creases and folds
of our minds foretold
the vengeance we soon shall gain

And the sands on the earth
Shall quiver and quake
As we reemerge from our endeavoring pain

The patches in time
and the bitter sweet wine
Held the key to the beneficial end

Yet we plotted and craved-
with the sorrows we saved-
To unleash that ruthless old friend.

My Heart's Story

This is one of my not so happy poems, but I thought I would share it with you anyway! Haha enjoy? :)

My Heart's Story

Crack my ribs open and pull out my heart;
It's torn and it's broken, and it's falling apart.

It needs a few stitches from a firm gental hand,
to mend it and help it to beat right again.

Right now it's not perfect; or close to at that,
I can feel that it's slipping... It's fading out fast.

My heart just need someone to help it beat right,
All on it's own it doesn't put up a fight.

It won't fight for love, it won't fight for emotion,
But someday it will because of someones devotion

To help me grow stronger and to help me fight back,
At the fear of rejection or the courage I lack.

For now it beats weakly inside of my chest,
To endure through the hardest of time's brutal test.