Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Breathes

He breathes in
He breathes out
He breathes her scent
He breathes her doubt
Wants him to go
Wants him to stay
And he knows he’s
Never going to go away
And in the fight
In the dark night
They will threaten
To turn out his light
But he breathes in
He breathes out
Knows without doubt
He’s going home
Tonight

Sunday, September 8, 2013

The First Time

If it's the first time,
Whatever it is,

It'll be like the first time
You ride your bike
without the training wheels
Or the first time
You spend the night
Away from home
Or the first time
You go away to camp
For an (entire) week
Or the first time you stand
Up in front of class
and give a speech you wrote
Or the first time
You go out with someone
On a real date
Or the first time
you kiss someone
Who's not related
Or the first time
You decide to do something
Even though you know its wrong
Or the first time you 
move away from home
And suddenly you're on your own
Or the first time
You realize that this is life
for the rest of forever
If it's the first time
you do something, anything
it will be like all the rest
of the first times
Because if it's the first time
it doesnt matter if you are 5,
or 25,
It's always a little scary.
Always a little exciting
And always unmistakably,
The first time.

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Glass and Paper and Pebbles

My heart is a rock
It's hard and cold
It feels nothing,
Locked in a cage
It's alone.
I'm alone

My heart is made of glass
It is no longer smooth and clear
It is chipped and clouded
and dirty.
It dangles above a cliff
By a single thread.
If I fall, I break.
If I break,
I can never come back

My heart is paper.
It is folded and scribbled on
and tucked out of sight.
Its torn and my tape can't
Hold it toghter anymore
If it gets touched
one more time
It might crumble and slip away
I might crumble
and slip away

I'm a stone, a pebble
I am nothing,
I sit and wait
for what I don't know
but nothing happens;
I'm not pretty or shiny
I'm just plain
Then, for one ridiculously
Glorious moment
I get stuck in a shoe
Stuck in someone elses life
For a moment, I am happy
finally, somthing is happening
To me
and then they find me,
pick me out,
Throw me away
And I'm alone and scared
And everything is different
When I finally grow comfortable
and feel whole again
Someone thinks I'm dirt
and they sweep me out again,
a shoe kicks me away.

But then a handpicks me up.
Finally, I feel wanted
Loved!
And I'm flying free,
Through the air,
...but it wasn't meant to be
because now I've fallen
and the water surrounds me
I'm drowning
I'm drowining, and there is
No one there to save me