So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is
The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my
Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness
A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.
There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,
In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,
A seagull carried me away one day And took me to a secret island hid… I laughed at the waves and splashe… I even wrote notes to go with a so… The seagull was leaving and waved…
Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.
In seventh grade, I made you a po… But I tore it up into pieces Because it wasn’t good enough. In eighth grade, I made you a poe… But I left it under my bed
In the darkest night, A flower will grow.
I woke at 3 a.m., And I was scared. I thought I’d never be tired agai… But then I remembered the morning And all the joy it brings.
If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…
I remember how I cried When they cut down Our tree.
This feeling Makes me want to bless my friends… And find redemption in death. I want to stand in the rain 'Til my bones shake apart
She looked like innocence And felt like sin And died like grace And fell like a bird And fell like a bird
