Tuesday, December 23, 2008

It’s easy to envy your dreams,
Especially when you crave in reality for it to happen,
How desperate you feel when you wake up and those dreams fade off,
How your imagination seems to wonder the most when your eyes are closed

It’s easy for people to want to escape for a while,
To be lost, feeling unfamiliar with everything around you,
Because you cant find any beauty in where you’re living anymore,
It’s sickens you to see the same faces consistently
You enjoy that everything’s a mystery,

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

We can be foolish and say we don't envy each other,
But we are all a little bit of everything, rolled into one
and that's where we clash..

We are ballerinas
Perfectly aligned from our toes to our finger tips to our head
It’s peaceful but captivating
We dance as were floating on clouds
Or stuck in that dream that you don't want to be interrupted from..
But those beaming lights do complete us,
It puts those in spotlight who need to release pain,

We scatter our fears as the ice fractures,
We are stuck in that bubble,
Some easily can pop it, as others use it as a shield
But the bubbles do separate us,
They put everything in perspective..

There is destruction, we stomp on destruction
We wear our spots because it represents what is unspoken,
It's a mystery, all unaware of each other,
Disguised with masks,
Paralyzed when someone dares to do different,
Crush those masks,
No rules implied
Slip away from the ecclesiastical..

Our lies are stuck,
Our mistakes return
Our hopes grow thicker,
Our begging shakes,
Our pain cries out,
Our threats tangle,
Is it tortuous that nothing slips through?
Every emotion connected in some way,
It's all so clear
Hard to be isolated from it all,
Are you motivated yet?

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

crushing," "ecclesiastical," and "shatter

We are ballerinas
Perfectly aligned from toes to finger tips to our head
It’s peaceful but captivating
We scatter our fears as the ice fractures,
The bubbles release our tension,
The beaming lights complete its atmosphere,
There is destruction, we stomp on destruction
You hear it from miles away,
Unaware of each other,
Disguised with masks,

Monday, December 15, 2008

not donee

I’m yearning for change,
Someone please discover my desperation,
Recognize I can be more than this
I’m losing my own hope,
Can anyone hear me?
I sit alone, I stare at nothing
I am a predator in my own home,
Is this even a home?
I’m not sure who to blame,
But you did this to me,
Steal my disease, let me run away with you
I’ve devoted all my time preparing for that one day of
Reaching the world of salvation, hallucinating that any second
Now that door will emerge open with endless possibilities

not donee

I’m yearning for change,
Someone please discover my desperation,
Recognize I can be more than this
I’m losing my own hope.

Can anyone hear me?
I heard there's a big world out there,
It's so unspoken, such a blur
I stare at nothing, I am alone

I am a predator in my own home,
Is this even a home?
I am trapped, I watch my child like behaviors control me
I display them as I pretend none of this is true,

I lost my ability to think sanely, my mind used to wonder
What's left is quickly slipping from my fingers,
I’m not sure who to blame, but let me sting you with my poison
Just please steal my disease, let me feel a rush of excitement
Let me run away with you..

I’ve devoted all my time preparing for that one day of
Reaching the world of salvation, hallucinating that any second
Now that door will emerge open with endless possibilities
but those are all just dreams,
my only comfort is those dreams,
goodnight.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Both once alone in this big world,
Now i rely on his touch
It's uncontrollable, inexpressible
The way he looks at me shakens my inside
I grow off him, he grows off me,
I can't let go, he's what I crave
He reflects who I am today
Without him, I am small
No doubts,
No pressure to say this:
He completes me.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d0bzmjZQYno
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d0bzmjZQYno

Monday, December 1, 2008

My toes walk in and out of dark shadowed sandy holes,
It leaves shivers running up and down my spine
I scrutinized the miniature footprints left behind by the black bird,
And how it sheds off its feathers ever step it strides
The slippery, soft feather rubs off a warm vibe as I held it securely in my hand
Leaves crunch noisily as my feet tear them to pieces
The burning sense of enduring flames
Stays with me as I idolize everything
The crashing of waves leaves a taste of salt on the tip of my tongue,
I breathe in my passion for this beach,
I'm not ready to leave.
I grip firmly onto the handle bars, the tension increases between the wind and I, the rough waves create a bumpy ride, and I stare out but all I see is the open sea. I teared, my eye sight became blurry as I amplified the speed to feel more like I’m fulfilling my adventure. Suddenly the feeling of reality washed away as I just idealized everything around me. I thought many times it was the waves that was guiding me through, not me.
Shortly after I realized I was alone, just me and the sea, I decided to head towards the shore where my friends were near. I was gliding full speed against the waves and I felt the Jet Ski dig deep into the sea. I shifted my handlebars to the right as I prepared for my turn against the waves, and I felt my body start to stumble and lose balance. Where my feet was placed had gotten too wet to grip onto, and I barely had control of my hands on the handle bars. My panics and feeling uneasy quickly distracted me. In a split second, there I was thrown off with the jet ski long gone, no life jacket, and no one to reassure me everything is going to be okay.I squirm around as sea weed inches its way towards my body. I'm loosing my breath, and I'm indecisive. I yell out names and I let out my piercing screams but my cries are helpless, they just fade off. I receive nothing, my hope is now tangled into nothing. I felt a vibration rise from underneath and repeating waves crashing along the surface. Suddenly I see part of a sail boat heading in my direction; I wave my arms around frantically, and my desperation shines clearly through. At this point my energy has vanished and I’m digging deep inside to keep my feet moving while keeping my hands up high. I feel frail, pathetic, and my muscles are giving up. All I can think of is I lost. I feel my body slipping away into the sea until sudden screams attack my ear drum. "Jackie, Jackie, Jackie!" Each scream becomes closer and closer, until the lifeguards spot me. It was a blur from there on, they caught me right in time. I'm alive but every inch of me is bruised.

flower

A new born child is innocent, using their five senses for the first time,
Does not see what the world has to offer, but only sees what’s right in front of their eyes.
They are speechless as they grow off their parent’s character and discipline,
Inch by inch, pound by pound they develop more into a young boy or girl.
They feel different emotions, they discover enemies and friends, they get introduced to the basic rules of life like what's the right and wrong way to behave and BAM..
Those little boys and girls aren't quite little anymore
As time passes along and those years have faded, they soon blossom into teenagers
Where they see a different side to the world they have never seen before,
Where its in their hands to decide what kind of future they want for themselves,
They see it’s a challenge to divide their time wisely between school, a social life, and possibly having a job.
Parents tend to ease off, from always watching over them to putting faith in them to make a good decision
They get put in decisions that can stay with them throughout their life,
They tumble in and out of experiencing the strong emotions:
Pain, acceptance, fear and love.
This stage of life is a test of their maturity.
When that test is completed, its as if the world is rotating as you age and is now showing off a new part of the world,
The college life.
No body said it was easy, your alone but so is everybody else your surrounded by,
Its about taking chances, letting new people in while containing a strong steady mind.
Where people rip you apart to bits and pieces and as a nineteen year old you have the power to let it affect you or not,
It's your time to decide what kind of person you want to convey,
And somewhere in the mist of things, you do start to find yourself
And hopefully you walk out with a hunger to give it your all in life
It's time.
You know to get your head out of the clouds and make things happen.
Another side of the world faces your way,
You enter.
Its mother hood and marriage.
Your selfish ways are long gone, those kids come first,
Your their protection, their idol, they inspire themselves to be you
You trace the steps of your mother because your unfamiliar,
You feel warmth that your finally settling
Your not in lock down, you know its good to be in love
You never knew you could handle being stuck with that one person for the rest of your life, but your surprisingly excited
Your not ashamed of your mistakes, you watch your kids grow up,
And in your eyes, their ideal.
It’s now your turn to do all the seeking,
Your there to fall back on but right now your just doing all the observing,
How once your little boy or girl now has their own family,
What a pushover you are, you spoil them because your supposed to
You know you’re a grandmother or grandfather
It’s time for you to get taken care of,
And you hope your kids are willing to do anything for you
Your crippled, weak, your world slows down while everyone else’s seems not to
You know you been through it all, but your still afraid of the inevitable,
It’s as if all the peddles to that flower is shedding off, only leaving you to
Death..

words

New beginnings
Soothing
Happiness
Golden
Fresh
Calm
Beautiful
Summer
Warmth
Cleansing
Opportunity
Morning
Excitement
Enduring
Passion
Patience
Positive
Friendly
Joy
life