Poetry

Fallen trees and burning wake follows thee 

Collaboration breaks to burning hate

If not, malice behind ev’ry decree 

Much grandeur, but collapse remains your fate. 

I am still growing tall

Reaching my shoots 

of knowledge and ideas

of perspective and friendship

high into the sky to roam

with the falcons and eagles

sparrows and finches.

Someday

I sit in class, 12:19

Staring at the yellow walls.

Your face fills my mind. 

I can't help but think of you after this week

It was so complicated yet so perfect.

I watched a horror movie at a birthday party

a hangout with my girlfriends

I like being scared

We had fun

not thinking about we'd have to

go home

alone

I will start right off by saying

this is about you

not him

although I love all my friends

I think we need a little extra here so

I got defensive too.

I got angry too.

I always do.

and—

time
(itsoveritsoveritsoveritsover)
stops.

there

are
tears
in
your
eyes,
mascara
smeared

                       The cure-all                        &nb

Can there be a house without a home?

Can there be a king without a throne?

Can there be a priest without a faith?

Can there be a ghost without a wraith?

Can there be a hero, without a quest?

At the top of the stairs a little girl stood,

holding her plush giraffe and a blank expression.

Her eyes were locked below at her parents hushed

conversation about the news.

A little girl...

I try

to strive in life

to get things done, to win

to be on top of everything

it's hard.

I've learned

that a concept

like life is hard to grasp

you have to learn to hold it, but

I'm sorry

but for what, you might ask?

Some people know

other people don't need to know

the point is that the message gets across.

I get it

I didn't mean to lash out at you

well, actually I did

Goodbye to a bright-lit soul

Lost to the power of pain

The fate’s thread has been cut

Into the candle wick I light