Your Lips

November 21st, 2009

Upon your lips
my eyes have found
a place that fits for mine
and in your hands
I have found
a place to intertwine
but time moves too slow
and I’m too fast
my feelings can’t keep up
but yours haven’t found
their way to me
and patience is slowly fading
months have passed
but have we yet
is this not going to work
or am I too fast
I can’t slow down
but I don’t want to be a jerk
I miss your smile
I miss that look
I haven’t been around in awhile
but you hooked me back
when I thought we were done
and I’m so confused
you brought me back to step one
intentions are secret
and so are your thoughts
I’d buy them if they could be bought
I’m driving myself crazy
but you’re too unstable
I wish I could help you stand
and thinking of this all
the way we started
I was confused from the start
and when our conversation ended
the feelings came back
I hate how close
and how far apart
and you don’t know
the way you make me
in the process of going crazy
the feelings have won me
I’m smiling too much
I can’t help but blush
but you’re not aware of my feelings
and after one night
you had won me over
bringing my heart back to healing
and I have been waiting
for some kind of sign
and maybe this time is it
because upon your lips
my eyes have found
a place that fits for mine

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Dying

October 29th, 2009

I am alone in a crowded room
I see everyone, but I’m just another face
I hear their voices, but they all blur into one
I smell the odor of death in the air, surrounding me
I feel it in my bones that I won’t make it any longer
I think I’ve finally lost hope of being saved
I fear that I’m going to be forgotten
I wish it didn’t have to be this way
I believe my plans were much more than God had planned for myself
I am dying

Note: This was a school assignment based off of a photo from the Holocaust.

Confused

January 30th, 2009

I’m like an individual who’s colorblind
Arriving at the streetlight
And the light is on
But what does the light mean
Should I stop or go
There might as well be a stop sign
In front of the green light
Because these signals are so mixed
And so confusing
Like the words “I love you”
When they say one thing
But mean another
They’ve all told me they care
Their actions
But then their words
It confuses me
And I’ve let them get the best of me