hear me.

This is a poem I wrote.
It's from a dream I've had; over, and over, and over again.

 calls.
She sits, she's waiting.
For his call, but he's not calling.


She sits, she's hoping.
For his voice, but he's not talking.


She sits, she's thinking.
Happy thoughts, but it's not working.


She sits, she's crying.
It hurts so bad, she feels like dying.


She sits, she's thinking.
What to do, to cease her breathing.


She sits, she's cutting.
Deep in her veins, she feels the burning.


She sits, she's bleeding.
Seconds away, shallow breathing.


She sits, she's fading.
From a word, that she's been hating.


She sits, she's dying.
She's left a life, that's left her crying.


He sits, he calls.
For a girl, but she's not breathing.


He sits, he's hoping.
For her voice, but she's not talking.

I'm still waiting for your call.

criss-cross, I promise.

Though you push me away at times,

I'll always come running back; that moment you open your arms.

The minute he said goodbye,
I opened my mouth to say hello.

"and into her arms, she ran, and she felt like home."

I didn't want to hang up, but I know she'll never truly let me go.

"best friends, means forever."

I believe in time, all things are made right.

I believe in h a p p i n e s s <3



lovely and content, you'll always be my beautiful sunrise.


always,
-yours.

"though we all have our demons; we drip together."

xo.

close your eyes and open your arms.

to tell you the t r u t h,
I can't comprehend if I am high above you;
or vastly below you.

"the brilliant yet poisonous truth that haunts my spine, 
is not knowing where you are, or where I am; but wanting you to find me."






I can feel your heartbeat, even when you're not with me.
It still whispers in my ear, I miss you- I miss you.


I don't mind if you lie to me, to keep me sane.
Just don't keep lying to yourself, to pass the time.

In the sky is where you'll find me; I hope to see you there.




it's rather strange, knowing you don't care.








I want to capture the world,

I woke up before dawn; to find the whisper in your voice.

I've written this story two times now;

"Though I seem to be filled with joy, 
at times that is turned to demons."


I'd like to share a piece of it with you.
it reads:
"I remember a long time ago, when my mother once told me, 'the eyes are the windows to the soul.' I closed my eyes, and jumped."

The story is about a boy, that lives with his father and mother, and his dog. The mother wants to see the world, and hates the small town. One night when the father, Robert, gets home drunk, he smacks her for saying that. Six months later, the wife Kendra leaves a note on the table saying she's gone, and leaves the two of them. The father gets very angry and takes it out on the dog, beating it to death. Soon he begins beating his son, Julian. I'll probably end up posting the rest of it, if I feel as if I should. It's slightly depressing but it's truly an interesting story.

Well, I'm off to explore this beautiful world, I love you.

 

If they ask, they'll say you; but that's cause they don't know me.

When I say pale green things, what do you think of?

I think of caterpillars.
Odd, right?

Here's the thing about caterpillars, they change.
People change, you have to learn to deal with it.
some people have to burrow up in their little cocoons;
waiting to blossom into a wonderful butterfly.

"Some people stay caterpillars, forever.."

Today was slightly a bad day, but I made it through with a smile on my face.

It was picture day, so I was looking more nice than usual.
my arms have been killing me and aching all day.

"she held close to herself, dreaming of you."

I miss someone so much.
I miss a lot of people.
But I'm keeping my eyes open and my heart moving forward.

Staying positive, that's what it's all about. 

 

Stay Pos+

A lot of people go through a lot of terrible and dreadful times and struggles.
Some are little, and some are rather big.
I take that back, who am I to judge the size of someones problems?
I'm just another person, with my own problems.

Many in fact.

"and in the light of day, all was hidden. 
Yet in the darkest of night, the numerous demons were revealed."

Back to my title point.
You need to learn to stay positive.
Live the let it go life style, 
and so much will be so much easier.

Has a stranger ever asked you to trust them?
Well, there's a first for everything.
This is me asking you to trust me.
This is a stranger asking you to take a moment out of your life and show you their way of thinking,
their way of translating to magnificent world around us.



 Welcome to me;