Decided to be shackled,
Tied down and wrestled
For my freedom
When I said “yes”
I’m confined
In a space too large
To complain of
Too small to wander
Without wonder
Of what is beyond
Holding back should be a sin.
But then again,
Once I say this,
and I’ve reached the end.
I’ll wish I never thought
to even begin.
Little light
Of existence
Somewhere out there
You guide me
Tell me there’s hope
And leave me waiting.
Shall my wish come true?
No, you’re just one star.
Dust accumulates
On the top shelf of the case
Of books never read
Jealousy is the thing that grows
In the gorgeous fields
Where fruit blooms
In perfectly aligned rows
It is the dark weed
That takes away from
The nourished fruits
Because of it’s fantastic greed
The fruit tries to defend and attack
But it seems no matter
How hard they try
Those jealous weeds always come back.
This journal I keep
Watches over me while i sleep
I know it won’t ever leave me
And will always listen to me.
In this journal, I treasure my thoughts.
In this journal, I confront my fears.
This journal has the trust i sought
When people only brought me to tears.
This journal holds all of my sanity
And lets me be the person who is me.
Parents are just like the grass
They always seem better
On the other side
No matter what, when, or how
They will always be there for you
Even when they are long gone
You still hold
Everything they taught you
In your heart
And in your actions
Love them now,
Not later, not never
They do what’s best for you
Whether you know it or not.
Dear Invisible Pen…
..Darnit you broke :(.
You all think you’re right
Could never be wrong
Stubborn as a DJ
Who won’t change the song
I’m sorry this happened
Between you guys…
It’s funny how things change
In a blink of an eye.
Sweet little baby, slowly fall asleep.
Enter a dream world as vast as the sea.
Soon, your eyes will let your mind sink deep,
And your imagination will be free.
To roam all the mountains, so steep and tall.
To swim in glistening waters all night.
To walk through beautiful forests and fall
Into a world where you are always right.
Inside this wonderland, you are a god.
You can rule over the sun, sky, and moon.
You are not just a small pea in a pod.
It feels everlasting, but is gone soon.
Even though it is gone all of the day,
Each night, a better world is on it’s way.
