Empty Dreams
Lost in each other we lose track of time
Day and night become one in our world
and all that we know is each other...
the beat of our hearts, the touch of our lips,
the warmth of our breath........
it's a closeness I never dared to dream of
whispered "I love you's" and messages
sent with only our eyes...no words are
necessary when your arms are wrapped
around me
I close my eyes and feel your hand on my
face, drawing me near
then open them to find you are gone,
my hands reaching towards an invisible
desire and my heart believing in
empty dreams


Utopia

The sun shines down,
embracing me in warmth,
as I float freely in
a field of wildflowers,
my spirit blowing in
the wind, a feather-light
seed, an endless dance.
My feet barely touch
the gentle ground as I
run unabashedly.
My heart is wild,
my soul pure,
and my love forever.
Fear no longer exists--
Faith has seen me through.

Leave your troubles.
Scatter your pain to the wind--
and take my hand.
Together, we can run with the breeze,
we can soar with the birds, and
Dance in the light.


Given Only Moments
Beauty is not everything
The young will survive
The future is never final
Intelligence is power
We can be the best
We are free to inspire and believe
We are real
Now we can change the world
One life at a time
Hope lives on



Blur
A shining face,
glowing,
happy
Hiding behind a plastic smile
A tear falls,
Staining the photograph
and
Blurring the memories



Baby's Breath
Innocence, simplicity
A baby's smile,
The twinkle of eyes,
The petals of a daisy
Pure of heart and soul
White as the falling snowflakes,
Melting into the shape
Of an angel.



Promise
How many sorrows have I cried on your shoulder?
How many times have I found peace in your embrace?
How many times have you held me when the wind blew colder?
How many tears have you wiped from my face?

The first time I met you
I was sad and alone...
No one to turn to,
I was on my own

And you opened your arms,
and took away my fears.
Kept away life's harms,
Kept me sane all these years...

And now I can see you,
strong as you've ever been,
and I send up a prayer to
God for giving me a friend

And if you ever need me
anytime, anywhere
Wherever you may be,
I'll be right there...

And you can cry your sorrows on my shoulder,
and find peace in my embrace.
I'll hold you when the wind blows colder,
and I'll wipe every tear from your face.



Fly away
Smile beautiful angel
My friend forever and always
Laughter is comfort
Happy dreams we run to
Fly away butterfly
Reality never comes in daisies


Not Alone
Laying here,
I gaze at the stars,
my vision blurred by the tears
welling in my eyes, and
threatening to run down my cheeks.
I feel so secluded, so
alone, even though
everyone else is only a
few yards away.
A breeze stirs the
night air,
wrapping me in its
warm arms, and I
realize I'm not alone.
You never left.


Broken Glass 
I never thought I could
look at your face
without falling in love all over again.
I didn't think I'd ever be able to
hear your voice without
shivering.
I thought I'd be forever plagued
by the laugh that comes so easily,
tying my stomach in knots.
I didn't believe that I could forget how
your eyes on mine
made me touch the sky.
But in a day it all was
shattered.
Broken glass, broken dreams
crumbled around me as I saw
who you truly were
and the fantasy finally ended.
Forever.


Stranded

Floating
in a sea of dreams
Lost
in thoughts I don't want to have
Trapped
in perpetual solitude
Frozen
in fear of becoming one of the breathing dead
Sinking
in my own self-pity
Drowning
in my salty tears
Living
in a sense, yet already dead


Wasted Wishes
A little girl, standing by a fountain,
holding a shiny penny in her
tiny fist, thinking hard about
what to wish for
I envy her--the wide-eyed naivete
of it all--believing that a dream
thrown into a cascade of water
will come true, a youthful glow
that says even if it doesn't,
there are always more pennies.
I see myself, not all that long ago,
hoping and praying on a copper coin,
thinking the wishing fountain can
grant me my impossible want for
someone who cares about me, as
much as I care about him.
I want to tell that girl to not believe,
that
dreams really don't come true
But I just walk by,
Remembering. . .

All those wasted wishes.



Long Winter

The colors were alive,
but I was not.
Everything inside of me ached
with the bone-chilling pain of
depression.
Tears welled in my eyes,
spilling onto my freezing
cheeks.
Hanging my head, I
sobbed at all that I had done,
and for all those I had hurt.
My life seemed so useless.
So small.
So painful.
Why was I alive?

A wind stirred the half-dead
trees, rustling the dried
branches.
Then I saw it-
the new buds emerging
after the long winter,
struggling to live,
and I realized that I, too,
would have a second
chance,
and I'd have to fight to
survive, and end my
own long winter.



Hollow 
I've seen into your soul-
I could read it in your eyes
You think that all is hopeless
and life's no longer worth living
And I feel for you-
I've been there
it's the point where every day is cloudy
and pain is all you feel,
where death would be a welcome guest,
And emptiness surrounds you.
Is sleep as bad as waking?
Haunting visions creep into your subconscious?
You think the only relief is to
give yourself up to the eternal darkness
And I've been there
and I made it out
Please, don't give up-
I know you
You have too much courage
to end it
And I know you can
find peace without death
I'll help you, because no matter
what you think--
that no one cares--
I love you.


Insane Laughter
I just have to laugh at myself
Sometimes-
The way I so easily smile,
Even when I don't mean it,
And all I want to do is cry.
But instead, I hide from the world
             (from myself?)
because I like the image I've
worked so hard to build:
strong, untouchable, unbreakable
and I don't want anyone to see
me for who I truly am-
a weak and crying child.
Because, then, how could they
Love me,
If they knew I didn't love myself?



Eruption 

I blink back the tears
in a futile attempt to
blink back the pain
that threatens to erupt
in a series of sobs and of
screams.
I try to hide this pain
because I don't want you
Thinking my life is
anything less than
Perfect.
For some reason, you
look up to me,
admire me
Because I'm so strong
Why?
I am human, just like
you.
I cry, I suffer, I hide
It hurts to store this pain
inside
But I'm too scared to set
it free--Would you understand?
A single tear escapes.
Just as quickly,
I wipe it away.


Wishing You
Sometimes I miss you so bad I can't stand it.
Certain songs play (Porcelain makes me cry)
or I smell your cologne, and
you come crashing back.
At night, I stargaze, watching for a wishing star,
like we did that one night
                          (I'm wishing for you!)
I hear a voice in the hall, or at work, and
it sounds like you-
my heart skips, but I realize it's not
you, just my own wanting.

I miss you the most when someone looks directly in my eyes
The way you'd look right into them, and
I could feel you seeing all the way to my soul.
How you could read me so well, knowing just how to make
me laugh, or talk when you knew I needed to.
The clear intensity of your eyes-it seemed to pierce me,
and go straight to my heart.

I miss the way you'd hug me, so gentle, like you were afraid
             to break me.
The shoulder massages when we were both stressed out
            at work,
How you would wait with me at night, until I got
picked up, sitting next to me, talking,
listening...just being.

One day (soon?) I'll have the courage to tell you this.
Until then, I'll be outside, watching for that falling star,
and wishing.
Just wishing...



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It's taking all the strength I have not to fall apart.
Quietly, I try to ease myself away from you.
It's not that I want our friendship to end...
It's just that it's so much easier this way.
Every connection between us is a string tied to my heart,
and every day that passes means we're one day closer
to when the strings are stretched to the point of breaking...
I don't know if I can handle that-
the pain of knowing I won't see you for weeks at a time,
or hear your voice every day.
So I will slowly pull away, in hopes
that it will make leaving easier.
I love you always, you've saved, then changed, my life
But I need to walk on my own now.
I know we'll always be there for each other, time
and distance can't change that.
But for now, let me loosen the hold on my heart
so I can turn around, wipe away the tears,
and go on walking without you right next tom
me, ready to pick up the pieces if I fall.
Your healing touch can't stop this pain, because it
will make me want it more.
I'll gather my own fragments, reshape my heart, and try
to keep going without you.



Realization
Lazily gliding
through an endless clear blue sky
Soaring, flying, free!
Realizing that the world
is bigger than all of us.


Falling Leaves

Autumn leaves fall like
rain, showers of bright colors
soon to turn brown, dead

Does everything have its season?


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the pain is too much
the tears rain down
you never thought i was weak
but
i never said i was strong


Final Farewell

I can tell you're trying not to cry,
but now is not the time to be strong.
Now is the hour of a sad goodbye
and Death must sing his painful song.

It's raining teardrops from the sky,
the days are much too long.
Far from this place you want to fly;
his death was so senseless and so wrong.

Goodbye came much to soon,
you just can't let him go.
Everyone is shadowed in the cloud of gloom,
but the time has come, you know.

He was your angel here, shining like the moon,
and now as a star above he'll glow.


Drop of Sunshine

Yelling out welcomes, limitless spastic
Energy escapes,
Living each day fully,
Loving everyone, and endless supplies of
Optimism-a bright and
Warm person, drowning in yellow light.


Left Unsaid

He was headed to his car,
running through the rain
She watched him go and sighed-
she couldn't hide her pain.

Her lips had failed her
when she tried to speak the words,
But if he looked into her eyes,
then his heart would have heard

All the words she couldn't say,
all the tears she cried at night,
all the whispers of his name....
It wasn't too late to make it right.

He was going away to college,
and she didn't want to lose him.
So gathering her courage,
she called out on a whim...

But her mouth just wouldn't open,
she was silent once again
If only he had turned around,
He would have understood then

That for all the words she couldn't say,
and all the tears she cried at night,
for all the whispers of his name...
It still wasn't too late to make it right.

And now she's sitting next to him,
holding his hand as she cries.
But she takes a deep breath to tell him
one last thing before he dies...

I should have said this long ago,
when time was on our side,
but I loved you then, I love you still,
and he turns to her and sighs

Those words I wanted you to say,
The tears I cried at night,
The times in the dark I whispered your name...
Is it too late to make it right?

With that they said I love you
and said their last goodbyes.
He squeezed her hand one last time,
and forever closed his eyes....

For the words that they never said,
and the tears they cried in vain.
By hiding they tried to spare themselves,
but waiting just caused more pain.

So say the words you need to say,
don't cry uselessly all night,
And if you find yourself whispering their name,
remember, you still have time to make it right.
It's never too late to make it right.


Falling Stars

I love you-
                three words we've said to each other
many, many times before
leaving off the parenthetical
                   (as a friend)
But for me the words
have always held a different
meaning-more than a friend
I only wish you would realize
that we are soulmates, you
said that once before, but
you didn't mean it the way
I wanted you to
I want you to open your eyes
and see what everyone else
already has.
But you are blind-and I'm
naive for believing in a dream.

(I think I'll give up wishing on falling stars.)
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