I don't know what to think.
because I expect the tears to run like a river
I expect the rage to boil out like a volcano
I expect the thoughts to stream in like a flood
this is not what I expected.
I don't know what to think.
Because What happened was that my eyes stayed dry
What happed was that my soul was cracked in two
What happened was that my heart was empty 
except for the place that I hold you.
And its not the same
even though it never was perfect
what happened was that you turned your back 
even though you were never facing me.
What happened was that you locked the chains
even though they always had to be.
what happened is that you laughed with me
even though there was only friendship behind your voice.
what happened was that you ran away
even though you had no choice.
What happened was that you left me
even though I was already alone

wandering
through pain and tears
through loss and fears.
alone
with no one and nothing
and finaly 
theres something.
I've been lost in the dark 
In the shadowed trees and darkened skys.
but at last
theres hope.
I've been lost in the cold
In the biting rain and fridged ice.
but at last
theres hope.
I've been lost all alone.
In the torn friendship and empty promises.
but at last
theres hope.
at last
theres someone whos there
someone whos all of the sudden 
gone.
and then the pattern repeats
 

I don't know how to tell you
don't know how to let you know,
after all
I feel so small,
so alone,
without you.
But I don't know how to tell you.
And even if I do 
they will hate me
they will roll their eyes behind my back
and whisper 
when they think I'm not listening.
and even if they don't
what will you do?
all of these questions come shooting at me like a cannonball of 
gripping pain
and silenced sobs
that they don't hear
that no one hears
that you don't hear.
my longing and sadness is so deep
that now even I don't know how to measure the length
of that pit dragging me away from them
from you.
I can never tell them
and I wish I could.
I don't know how to tell you that
I would be happy with you 
instead of the torn mess of a girl I am now
my pain hidden from the rest of the world.
how much I wish you would be happy with me.

bitter words
bitter words
clash without end.
as friends become enemies,
and enemies become friends.
angered voices
scream out what they think to be true.
only one side to pick,
one side will lose.
long quiet enemies,
rise from the dark.
expecting to win
but not making their mark.
determined friends
will fight 'till the end.
with their hearts filled with hope
that the broken will mend.
cast away leaders
whose faith never died.
a ocean of tears
is less then they've cried.
the reason for loss
the root of the pain
is nothing compared 
to the heartless's bane.

This is dedicated to two of my friends, urging them to persist, and fight against all of the injustices that threaten our world.
Do not let them hurt you,
though their words cut like rusted knives
though their eyes bore like daggers.
Do not let them hurt you,
Though the names they call you to sting like needles
and the pains they cause you tear like claws.
Do not let them hurt you,
though their expectations pelt you like stones
though their thoughts beat you like fists.
Do not let them hurt you,
because your family will stand by you with determination
and your friends will stand by you with dignity. 
Do not let them hurt you,
because the only ones they are hurting,
are themselves. 

This is dedicated to two of my friends, urging them to persist, and fight against all of the injustices that threaten our world.
Do not let them hurt you,
though their words cut like rusted knives
though their eyes bore like daggers.
Do not let them hurt you,
Though the names they call you to sting like needles
and the pains they cause you tear like claws.
Do not let them hurt you,
though their expectations pelt you like stones
though their thoughts beat you like fists.
Do not let them hurt you,
because your family will stand by you with determination
and your friends will stand by you with dignity. 
Do not let them hurt you,
because the only ones they are hurting,
are themselves. 

the brilliant blue color of the sky stretches out above me, flecked with clouds. The wind whips the bright green leaves around behind me and the sturdy branches that hold me up wobble only the slightest as I crouch above them. The golden sunlight fills the air around me with bright colors. I have lived in the trees all my life, and I have never known anything else but forest. I have known nothing but the sweet bird songs and bitter winters. I have known nothing but the frozen lakes of winter and warm breezes of spring. I have known nothing but the multicolored leaves gracefully fluttering down to greet me. I have known nothing but this forest. I have known nothing but these trees. I have known nothing but these animals. I have known nothing but the wind. I have known nothing but the wild.