Sunday, October 18, 2009

not a poem

hi no longer blogging poems or anything ..i dont know how to delete this blog so im just guna leave it alone can delete it from your pc or whatever...just thought i would inform u all all the poets out there: never give up and follow your heart....keep writing :) ...bye

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Here i am

and what you see is what you get
and what you learn about me, is what there is;
nothing more, nothing less
simple as life; live, enjoy, die.
These eyes dont tell lies;
they scream my past, present, and future.
You look deep into them, and you see right through me.
After one good look, youll know exactly who i am;
the mountains i climbed;
the bridges i burned;
the ways i walked;
and how i talked;
i dont regret anything i did because at that moment;
it mustve been something i meant.
I cant be someone, i am not.
And neither you or i cant change what was meant to be.
When i look in the mirror
i see the true lies
i thought were me
but then i realize they are the outline of my life.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

I Find Myself

remembering when we hung out everyday
doing homework, having laughs, playing
soccer, riding bikes. Remember
feeling bad for those kids
we watched sit alone at lunch, planning to
join them to make them feel wanted?
Remember finding me, waiting
for you, at your locker to walk to classes
together? We'd like teasing each other
and fooling around. Now i find myself
missing you being happy because
of the lack of love you recievce and give.
When one thing started, i dropped you
and left you in the dirt to slowly die out.
I watcha you from afar, hoping
our relationship will be mended in time
and i realize the mess i made and that
theres much more beyond this door
we have to fix. I do regret leaving our
friendship and i'm sorry for leaving
you out there on your own.


Drowning: the little girl from the past
who used to be so innocent and sweet. By
drowning the old, you resurrect a new soul..
A girl who is the opposite of that little girl..
first you stress about losing her. But then
you realize, it may not be so bad because
you found yourself and who you were meant to be.
Theres little to
no pain in leaving behind your horrid past.
Although you miss some of your old things,
you discovered new ones. You learn to
love again. Sometimes looking back on things,
you may realize how different youve become.
then your still thinking about the
paths you walked, the songs you sung,
and the leaves you crunched while stepping there.
And you think, Do i regret doing that, until you
realize, you cant live in regrets and the
"shouldve couldve wouldves"..just keep pushing along.
After realizing this, you become
relaxed into life and the fact that youve changed
from when you when young and naive to now
when youre wise and intelligent. You have been
drowned in love and wondeful memories that will never
and then you die from being suffocated in love,
concern, and friendship. And you feel successful
and glad that you have changed for the better. Youre
happy that you went through life knowing that you
were always loved by people who u loved and you
learn that you only need the ones who have proved
they need you in their lives.and everything is
peaceful and in harmony again


not knowing what to do
pacing the floors staring at the stars
looking for an answer.
It leaves me drowning in thoughts,
fears, and feelings
Wondering about life
what it means..
whats the point...
and how im supposed to make a difference.
Wanting to know how to make it better
...feeling torn up
Pressure building inside of me..
what to escape like a
scream from a childs frustration when
they dont get what they want. Having
mixed emotions.Stress building;
increasing inside of me. Wanting to
run away to a new place. Dont know
what to think, do, or say to make
it all better for everyone and me. I dont
know whether i should
cry laugh, smile, or break down.
*i wrote this poem a while ago...everythings fine now, though*