Saturday, October 29, 2011

Snowflake Feelings

Sometimes I feel like a snowflake.
I may slip and fall from the sky,
but before I even have
the chance to hit the ground,
reliable wind picks me up again.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Being Religious

I believe in God.
Yes, its a strange thing,
something you can't see or touch
but somehow you can feel God,
there, with you,
when you feel extreme high
and low
points in life.
A feeling is dumped over you like an upturned bucket of water.
God is there.
He helped you achieve this great thing,
or he'll help you get through it.
Being religious- its an odd thing,
but sometimes,
its worth it.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Untitled

Some days I just don't know whether to cry or scream
Does the world make me die inside, or outwardly dream?
I smile and wave, then turn around and weep
I try to hide what I'm feeling, however deep
I try to solve for the answers, to understand what life's about
but when I look inside, all I see is doubt.
Doubt that my dreams will ever come true,
or that my efforts will make do.
However, those efforts are not enough.
Who will help me?
Will you?

Friday, October 14, 2011

My Spaceship Dream

I'm ready to go
I'm ready to scream
I'm ready to blast away on my spaceship dream
to see the stars
and orbit the moon
I hope every day, I'll get there soon
I want to know
I can't wait to see
How that day, everyone will be
supportive of me and hear me say
I got there my way

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Just Feeling These Things

Why does your heart have emotions?
It's your brain that does the talking, really.
Does my liver ache over our breakup?
Does my diaphragm long for your embrace?
Do I love you with all my spleen?
No.
I ache over us, yearn for you, love your memory.
My brain holds the thoughts that keep me awake at night.
The organs inside me don't matter at all,
and all I know
is that I am just feeling these things.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Feelings of Rage

The flush in your cheeks deepen.
Your throat tenses up.
Your forehead feels like lava splashed onto it.
Anger pulses through your veins,
traveling through your system like repulsive cherry cough syrup.
Frustration swells in your eyes so that you want to cry.
You want to punch something,
throw something across the room,
swear until someone needs to wash your mouth out with soap.
Fury and rage
turns to confusion to denial
turns to sadness and depression