Jun 03

Sailing

Jun 03

Broken Words

The rain pours
Streams of rivers run down my face and
Onto my bear arms,
Creating puddles all around my feet.
I look into the reflection,
Beyond the top layer
Where all the words are.
But every time I reach, my hand disrupts the glass
And all the words go flying into the wind.
No matter how hard I try
The words are just out of reach.
So my mind breaks
Like shattered glass, dangerous but broken.
I have disarrayed the puddle
And my words with it
Thoughts have gone forever in never dying wind.
 
May 26

Magic

Magic is something the moon gives
To those who are lost at shore.
It is something the sun gives,
Hope and joy to all people across the world.
Magic is something that makes your ship sail
Even at the dead of night.
Some say that magic is hocus pocus
And poor bunnies in hats.
But magic is something that makes two lovers hold hands
And smiles on the saddest of minds.
Magic is something that makes
You hold your breath
Even if your wish does not come true.
May 26

Sailing to the stars

The sky breaks
Tears fall onto my face
That is lit from the Stars before.
Ropes surround me holding up the sails
That push us further into the white capped waves.
Legs may be shaking
Unsourced sounds may tremble high above
But with each heartbeat
My breath catches the wind
While the salt tangled in my hair.
My eyes are blind without the stars
But with my compass it guides my boat safely through the foggy storm.
The sky has broken
It has wept on my face and boat
Yet I still sail on
Out to the ocean
On my way to the top of the stars
May 21

Imagination

May 19

To all the oceans that carried me ashore


To all the oceans that carried me ashore
To all the hands that kept me on the cliff
I thank you for keeping me safe.
To all the thorns that pricked my skin
To all the thunderstorms that soaked me
I thank you for showing me that life is precious.
To all the sunrises that softly shone on me
To all the people who held my hand
I thank you for reminding me that I am also important.
To everything and everybody out there
I thank you for being in my life.
May 19

Anxiety

It's not that I don’t like people
It's just that sometimes its too much.
The yelling, the crying,
The acting,
The clinging on to me.
It makes my heart pound
It crowds my mind
And all I want to do is cry.
Don’t get me wrong
I am a competitive person
I love being with my friends.
I just get stressed holding the world's problems
And trying to be very nice to those who are not nice back.
I feel like if someone is sad
Its always my fault even though deep down I know it is not.
Though I have times where everything is fine and I am relaxed,
And I just wish it would be more like that.



Thank You for reading, it means a lot to me.

 
May 18

Violin

May 18

Pouring Rain

With no umbrella, you stand
Under the shadow of the clouds,
Waiting for the rain
But hoping it will never come.
You are looking for me
But I am nowhere insight,
Lost to the river’s rolling waves.
The sky melts
Then the rain pours
You run away looking for me.

Yesterday, you took my hand
Promised you would never leave,
But today you're running in the pouring rain.
Hold me tight
So that I can’t take a full breath.
Take me somewhere away from here.
If only you knew where I was,
You wouldn’t be running in the pouring rain.

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