somewhere only we know

I see that you've built that rocket ship

you have plans to take off to that big round thing in the night sky

you invited me to join you in your journey

I said

no thanks

I'll walk

I don't believe in you anymore

I thought of some questions today. I'm curious to hear what peoples answers would be...

what would you try if you had no fear?

if love was like a butterfly, what would you use to catch it?

if you could only have one emotion, what would it be?

if you could yell at an inanimate object and hear a response from it, what inanimate object would you want to hear from?

do you ever miss me?

who do you think about the most?

what would you do if you were locked in a room by yourself with a rubber band, a rubber duck, and a napkin?

I'm walking down memory lane
passing people I want to meet
a stranger or two or three
they aren't waiting for me
anymore
I wish I could explain to you
every song you ever played for me
lingers on my heart
and tries to impel me to pull you aside one more time
and kiss your lips and soul
but I don't think you even regard
how much I need you
walking with me

we're all vigorously searching
the ends of this world
or in our tornado struck bedrooms
for what we've lost
but are we searching
for what is still yet to be discovered?

I just want to scream...

I'm scared to death
that things may never be the same
and the past is forever forgotten
I miss you more than this poem
could ever describe
I don't miss the way your lips felt on my pale skin
or your chest pressed against mine, feeling your heartbeat
but your voice
and the way it could calm me
with just a word or two
and the way you looked at me
you weren't full of anger and despair
now there are just snake bites
wrapped around those big eyes
that used to look like beautiful meadows
and mine are now dying suns
I miss our friendship
I wish it would return like the seasons do
because they always do

all I see is light blue

As I traveled through the hallways today at school I couldn't help but wonder about the future even though it is one of my biggest fears, and my own worst enemy. I tried to imagine my classmates walking through the hallways old, like in their 80s. The images in my mind blew me away and it was hard for me to hold back giggling. Don't get me wrong, its not that I was making fun of everyone.. I wasn't at all, I was just interested I guess. I can't picture myself old but then again.. I don't want to. I hate change and I am dreading the future.. i'm starting to think I have a problem. There was only one other person I couldn't quite put old features on though, he is one of my closest friends... I don't know why but I just couldn't... maybe its because of his colorful and childlike personality and the ability he has to make someone smile by his laughter and just seeing him smile and his dimples stretching across his cheeks. He has the wisdom of an old person but I can never imagine him flaunting the features. I never want him to lose the child in him because that is what makes him who he is and who I love a lot even if we aren't as close as we used to be.

i'm dying to feel alive again

in just one day

I saw the whole universe

in a new perspective

I am alive

and so are you

but we are all dying

inside and outside

literally

figuratively

we spend most days singing

about our sorrows

and yesterdays

while tomorrows and todays

are left in the shadows

we yell at our reflections

eyes focused down anymore

our barriers are never defeated

because of our headstrong hearts

we lack sleep

maybe someday we can all rest