Bull Durham Credo

August 27th, 2009

I believe in the overuse and the bad intentions of the word love,
The emotions hidden in conversations,
The strong bond between best friends,
The unspoken but understood truth,
The simple smile from a good morning text,
The colors of the rainbow:
Angry, cheerful, happy, jealous, depressed, love,
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple.

But I don’t find myself believing in religion; because I can never believe in something I could never fully understand.

I believe in losing myself in my writing,
I believe in soda in the morning,
I believe in passion,
I believe in never fully growing up,
Night lights, piggy banks, teddy bears,
Sailor Moon, Hello Kitty, Hannah Montana.

Most of all, I believe in memories; because after awhile they’re the only thing that doesn’t change.

Note: This was a structured poem that I had to write for my Creative Writing class. A Bull Durham Credo is a list of the things you believe, followed by something you don’t, and structured into the form of a poem.

Fly Away

July 20th, 2009

Some people are helpless
That’s not me
I’m going to be saved
The angels will come
I will be free
I need help
But to admit that
Is to admit I have a problem
But admitting my problem
Will save me in the end
Or maybe I’ll just drown more
Hollow veins
Blood runs dry
I’ve been emptied
I gave you everything I had
Those black eyes
They took my soul
They sucked me in
And this was no game to be playing
But I played
And I lost
Now all I see
Is colorless
Black blood
Draining me
Black eyes
Watching me
Red skies
Taking over beauty
And it’s gone
The lights go out
I lost my faith
Stolen from my weakened grip
I held on ‘til death
But I had no choice
I was in no condition
For a tug-a-war against you
I’d only loose
I’m only weak
And you have it all
My lungs are empty
I’ve lost my air
And taking my last breath
You left me there
And with my wings
You flew away
You left me here
To die this day

Flushed

January 10th, 2018

How long will this go on
I just can’t find an end
I’m stressing over someone
Who’s not even my friend
I keep my walls up
And you seem to push on through
I would be happy if it was
Anyone but you
This year is flying by
We’re already two weeks in
But the start was just so near
And we’re already at an end
I’m looking for a way to slow
These things before they’re gone
I’m looking for my mind to separate
What’s right from all that’s wrong
I don’t think you have the answers
Or even have a clue
I put my faith in someone else
I don’t know what to do
I’ve given all of me
There’s nothing else to hold
This game is at the end
And it’s time for me to fold