| My Poems and Songs |
| Missing You When peace cannot be found, And sleep wont visit me at night, I think of all the times we shared, Of holding each other tight. With a restless mind I walk the halls, And always call your name, But I only hear the sound of your voice, It always sounds the same. The days we spent together, Then endless nights on the phone, Are now replaced by lonely times, Unhappy and alone. Thoughts of you keep filling my head, Your face is all I see, Pictures of you inside my head, With you is where I want to be. The wealth of the memories you left, Remnid me we're far apart, God I would give the world, Just to have you in my heart. But I know it will not happen, Of my pain, people have no clue, But the two of us are far apart, And now I'm missing you. |
| (This one was published) |
| Love of My Life I have spent my life, Just looking for love. But I could never find it, Didn't know what it was made of. But then I met you, In the halls of our school. I knew I had to have you, I saw you laugh when I tried to act cool. I got your number, We talked for a while. Just the sound of your voice, Was enough to make me smile. Then I got the nerve, To finally ask you out. I think I was finally learning, What love was all about. You said "Yes, of course!", For you had loved me for some time. And I had loved you too, Finally, you would be mine. But then the next night, With your brother and his friends, You died in that car crash, I will never love again... This poem is for you, And if you hear this, I hope you will watch over me, It is you, I will always miss. |
| (Dont cry, this didnt happen to me) |
| I Have Have you ever seen a wild horse running in the open? Galloping through the mud and water like a bullet through the air, Stomping over the wet ground, Splashing and having fun? I have... Have you ever seen a wild horse fighting with another? Kicking as hard as it can, Or biting as a pitbull would, Then running away, quitting while it is still ahead? I have... Have you ever seen a wild horse in the face of danger? Fleeing from a forest fire, Trying to gasp for air through the thick blanket of smoke, Getting caught in a ring of fire, dying? I have... I have seen all of those things, And it isn't always a pretty sight, But sometimes things can be beautiful, And I have seen it, I have... |
| (Metaphor on life) |
| Mother Why do you do this to me? You do it all the time! You treat me like I am nothing To you, my life isn't worth a dime... You've treated me like dirt, For the last couple of years. From all the yelling I suffer, From a constant ringing in my ears. You yell at me for my music, You yell at me for my friends, You yell at me for everything I do! Will this pain ever end?!?! I write these words to maybe get through, Just keep writing them with my pen, I just wish you would say you loved me... Loved me once again. |
| (Things have gotten much better with my mom since I wrote this) |