Wednesday, November 25, 2009


Suicide, guns and death,
Gas chambers, bombs and threats.
Gruesome murders that happen each day,
Hordes of people gather and pray.
For a world that's better than ours,
While they wonder why it happens.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Embracing the Storm.

The wind howls through the empty hallways,
A lone wolf as it pours into the house.
They cower in fear, hiding in corners,
Covering their ears.
I stand alone, in the rain.
Embracing the Storm.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

After Life.

It perplexes me to think about after life.
What will happen, what won't happen.
Nothing is certain.
In fact it seems,
That I am surrounded,
By uncertainty.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

If I could be any animal...

I would be a bird.

Soaring effortlessly over the land.

Flying into the sunsets.

I would probably be an eagle.

Living my life with no fear

At the the top of the food chain.

I would fear nothing.

I choose which animal lives or dies

Each creature is a potential meal.

I would be powerful.

Flying for days on end

Never tiring of moving.

I would see everything.

My powerful eyesight

Seeks out minute movement.

If I could be any animal . . . I would be a bird.

Monday, November 16, 2009


One time he couldn't pay the rent.
That night he stopped us on the street
and pointed to the concrete.
He said, "pick a spot."
- (Quote from The Freedom Writers) -

Friday, November 13, 2009

I stood.

And so I stood with the water
cascading down my shoulders like rain.
As I combed the tangles out of my hair
and watched the water drip of my fingertips
Sometimes I'm not sure whether I should continue with this...

Thursday, November 12, 2009

If I could...

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
-(From Owl City's Fireflies)-

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

If I were the Ocean I would...

Slip into little cracks, let the wind take my spray far away,
evaporate and turn myself into delicate raindrops,
soak through the parched soil of a drought stricken place,
flow to the distant corners of the earth,
become a slow moving glacier,

travel to Antarctica and form a frozen iceberg,
pour into the ground to rejuvinate a thirsty plant,
pelt down on earth so people can dance in me,

splash around the legs of people who are afraid to swim,
suck back from the earth as I gather my power,
rise in a giant wave drowning everyone in sight,
tear loved ones away from each other never to be seen again,

take a young child away from this earth,
pull a person under as they struggle for breath,
drag soulmates away with my careless currents,
envelop a person as they throw their life away,

hold people under until they are numb with cold,
and keep them there as they can no longer think,
or survive.

Whatever though.

When I told her that i didn't miss her. I wasn't exactly telling the truth.
I didn't say that i missed having a best friend. That sense of belonging to someone...
Of always fitting in.
Thats what I miss.