Friday, May 29, 2015

slipping


I dedicate this to my teacher Ms.Millsap.
She  is an amazing teacher and she does a lot at
our school. I thank-you for being a great teacher.


I reached for the  hand out stretched to save me ;
 but I missed ;
I am slipping , I can't catch myself; 
the air rushed to my head faster then ever; 
I try not to panic, but how do you not panic?  
I am falling and I wish  the hand would stretch out farther;
I am slipping ;

sunflowers population

Butterflies flutter around me ;
The sun shine down  upon me ;
nothing can escape from my mind now;
every second I am in the field of sunflowers
new life is coming;
The field of sunflowers engulf me and I get immersed in the
sunflower population;
I stand tall with the sunflowers trying to be one with them;
they are the sunflower population; 


Wednesday, May 27, 2015

over you

I write the words to say I am done and over you ;
I am not looking for the forgiveness, I have been 
worried and missing you for a while ;
the heart that longed for you is covered ;
the ashes from it are buried in the cemetery of never ending ;
I wish the amnesia would rise from the smoke and wash over me
we had good times;
but they have died; 
I am over and done

Friday, May 22, 2015

I am

the glossy wood in the kitchen that gives amnesia ; 
I am the strength that gives me lasted and forever hope ;
I have no time limit , my mind runs like a river;
they have no secrets; The color I am is a vibrant blue ; 
I am a no partner required partner in the poetry world;
my musical instrument is the violin that dances down the neck of it ;
my song is the  glorious song that I dive into and find the comfort and positive wins into the bridge of 
hope ; This is who I am 

Thursday, May 21, 2015

the ashes that were once something

The remains of this happens to remain in front of me ;
you look down and the memories rush back knocking you into the terrible thing you 
happen to call my life; 
the life you once had is now in ashes and hurt and wounded 
people lay there;
what have I done I am  called the heartless? 
the ashes that were once lived lay there to remind you of what 
once was ; 
the people that lay I once called them my family;
they are the ashes that were spread for the whole world to 
see;
they are the ashes I once called something; 


Wednesday, May 20, 2015

I understand



I understand the way  you feel about me 
I know I am a constant fly on  the wall buzzing around you ; 
I understand the feeling that I feel won't relate to  you ; 
can't we just try and get along  or am I just a ghost in the world to you ?
when you smile its like a vibrant light from the sun glowing off you perfect teeth;
I am  I the person you just can't keep? I messed up, by relationship, friendship and you;
I understand that we are from two different world;  
I understand  everything that I have done was a mistake 
I understand  

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

two creative

two creative things that really are very true
            
    

Monday, May 4, 2015

the eyes that made me cry

the eyes that were once warm and friendly , turned to cold
hard hatred ; 
when I used to see you  the vibrate eyes , so clear ; 
never crossing that path to come ;
tied between two worlds ; the eyes that made me cry ,is the 
cold part  I see everyday ; it hurts , its clear for the better