Writing

I know I can't

Wait forever for

That girl to come back

Yet I can't turn 

A new page or

Start on a new chapter 

I think I need her

I'm so afraid 

Staring out the window at the glittering snow

Simply reflecting on long long ago

Watching kids play through shiny tears

Like looking back at my childhood years

Why isn’t there a day people know about to recognize people who are deaf and hard of hearing? 

Why can’t there be one?

It is a day but…

I myself had you look it up to know about it.

And I am hard of hearing.

i have everything i ever wanted, 

the iphone, the apps, the friends, the clothes 

but, 

im still not who i wanted to be

im sorry, how can i be better?

do i work harder? 

I have always loved the stars. 

When I was little, I remember 

locking myself out at night. 

The starlight shone down  

on the ground below, 

You look like a poem 

I wrote at night 

the stars are trapped inside 

those eyes of yours 

and I can't seem to look away 

You look like a poem 

I wrote at night