Through The Sun And Through The Rain You've always been there for me You never left my side You said I could do anything And always made me try When I don't know what to do I always turn and run to you Without a word you understand Speaking is not needed We're never without a plan We'll never be defeated And now, we slowly drift apart Floating slowly to the shore Yet, the closeness in our hearts Makes the currents got to war Hurricanes, rivers, streams, nor lakes Can keep our boats at bay Back to the center, we'll do what it takes To get our boats to stay Don't ever think it's over You I can't replace Life just wouldn't be the same Without your smiling face Who's shoulder would I cry on, When I'm feeling down? Who's number would I dial, When I need to goof around? Who's house would I go to, When I need a good laugh? And when I order pizza, Who's eat the other half? So to keep our boats together I linked them with a chain So now we're friends forever Through the sun And through the rain |
I wrote this poem[Through The Sun And Through The Rain] about Andie. She had told me she was afraid we were drifting apart, like boats.-Only Andie would use an anology like boats-So I wrote this poem for her. |
Letters Left Unanswered Notes, letters and photographs Silent tears and raucous laughs Letters left unanswered And plenty of loose ends It's sad that now we never talk We used to be best friends Silly notes and little letters Lying in a pile On the outside I am crying But inside, I can smile As I look at pictures And read the cards The message stays the same "Friends Forever" is what was said But unfamiliar is my name Do you ever cry for me, The way I cry for you? Must we forget the memories, When change starts something new? Sifting through the memories Remembering the days It really proves life isn't fair Pushing us separate ways As much as it hurts to reminisce You'll always be my friends Despite the letters left unanswered And plenty of loose ends |
I have this drawer with all my notes, letters, cards, and stuff like that. I was reading through things and I found letters from my old friends Sarah (Carter, in case you knew her) and Libby. I don't know when we stopped writing, who stopped, or why, I just know we did. I hate loosing touch, but in my heart, Libby and Sarah are still my friends. Thinking about loosing touch of course made me sad and made me think of the end of 8th grade, so I wrote a poem as always. Thus, Letters Left Unanswered was born. |
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Rain Beating Softly Rain beating softly on the glass I feel my life has gone too fast All the things I've said and done All the times I missed the fun Rain beating softly on the roof I wonder if I'm any use Have I ever helped a fellow peer, Or helped to ease one's pain? Is my life really meant to be Something that I feign? Rain beating softly in my hair My eyes do naught but blankly stare I walk outside into the dreary I feel some kind of presence learing Knowing that I've wasted time I break down and start to cry I cannot tell the rain from tears I give in to all my fears Standing here I'm scared and wet I no longer fight what binds me I do not thrash inside the net Maybe this is where I should be The sunshine coming to a hault My heart is an unopened vault Rain beating softly on my face For in this world I have no place |
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Rocking Back And Forth Traveling voices all surround you Stomping feet upon the ground, too Rocking back and forth, Their happiness astounds you Though there's people all around you You're still all alone A mumbled "Hi" A forced wave or laugh But only cos you crossed their path Rocking back and forth You're finally back home But sitting there you know, You're still all alone You think of your past friends And even remembered peers You wonder why they went away And why they disappeared Rocking back and forth You simple watch the phone Just hoping maybe you'll get a call But you're still all alone Now you're in a special room With special padded walls Crying softly on the floor Your problems unresolved You never get any visitors Although this is now your home Rocking back and forth You're still all alone. |