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Growing up Somehow Somewhere Along the way I lost myself It's easier then you might think Beginning life like a piece of modeling clay We are molded, formed, pushed and prodded Until we fit the vision of those around us Told by those who guide us You have your mother's eyes Your grandmother's smile Your father's stubborn ways A temper like your second cousin Twice removed Personalities fated Become fixed and set When at a tender age We repeatedly hear What other's insist You have a bad temper You're too stubborn You're so selfish Added to that You're just like … You take after your… Why can't you be more

The sky an iris blue Streaked with drifting clouds Warmed by the sun It's a perfect day Standing among the Gathering crowds Looking overhead I watch with everyone else As she flies with the grace Of a bird through the air Soaring Looping and diving She never tires I've watched her before Each time sensing her growing desire Rising high above the earth Gliding on currents of air She wants to be part of the sky Constantly dreaming of escape She clings to her need for freedom That's what she wants That's why she flies Now desperately searching Anxious to find a way out Darting here and there I watch as she tries to fle

I know why I am here Why this dream Keeps invading My sleep I've lived in this town It's where I grew up I've walked up and down These tree lined streets It's nice to be back Strolling once more Among familiar memories The air's warm A light breeze Mixing familiar scents I think to myself Just around the next corner Only a few more blocks I know I'll come To the end of my search Then just as before Slowly scenes change As daylight fades Comforting images retreat   Along with my delight A feeling of gloom Settles over my heart Slowing my pace Feelings of dread Replacing joy I know what lies ahead Alone in the

I knew someday I'd find myself here Surrounded by boxes Trying to decide What to keep What to let go Sitting here Looking through old photos All those memories Come flooding back Family vacations Holidays Birthdays A childhood Suspended in time Dressed in our best Smiling on command We stood waiting For the click and flash Of your camera The portrait Of a perfect family Today I know the truth Our lives captured on film It was all fiction Every picture A fantasy Seeing our happy expressions No one could have known all the Unhappiness living in our home I can still recall Bedtimes spent crying Prayers for c

If I could change yesterday I would Have more faith in myself Forgive myself sooner Be more accepting Let go of the past Anticipate the future I would Believe more Doubt less Listen more Blame less Focus on what is Stop worrying about What isn't I would Love more Hurt less Laugh more Cry less Open my heart Close fewer doors If I could change yesterday I'd live each moment Stop counting the hours I'd appreciate more Criticize less I'd chase my dreams Fly more kites Walk along the Ocean's edge Climb more mountains I'd walk in the rain Look for Rainbows Watch more sunrises Count the stars I'd grab hold of t

Together we are Best friends I am yours You are mine We speak The same language You know me I understand you I know your heart You live in mine Together We travel the same roads Sharing all of our today's Embracing our tomorrow's You tell me your dreams I tell you mine We share secrets Memories Laughter Tears Life Each day an adventure Treasuring our time together It doesn't matter if we talk Or sit in silence We know each other's thoughts I make you smile You make me laugh I comfort you You keep me safe We share sunny days Warm summer nights Long walks Holding hands Knowing looks Love Whether near or far

Sitting here My back against a tree Nature fills my senses With sights and sounds Of changing seasons Cold crisp air Moves through the trees Under the warm sun Snow melting away The chill of winter Passing into memory As earth waits The arrival of a new season Spring makes her appearance With promises of new life Smiling she exhales Her warm breezes Blessing the air With sweet scents Surviving snow and ice Turning tints of yellow And bronze New grass grows In shades of brilliant greens Wild flowers emerge   From a deep winter sleep Showing off their blossoms In a rainbow of colors Raising their h

I look at you and see our likeness You look at me and see our difference I don't see the world through your eyes Your reality may not be mine What is true for me Might be an illusion to you   Where I imagine You see substance We are different Yet we are the same What I hear Sounds different To your ears What you see Changes When I look What I question You are secure in Where you are confident I may stumble We are different Yet we are the same Where I see failure You see hope You live with clarity And direction Losing my way I live with Doubt Your course is decided Mine mapped in Uncertainty While we

You're the definition of love, You're the definition of friend, You're the definition of my everything, You're the definition of me and you, together to the end. You make me feel elated, ten feet tall, You loved me for who I am, and walked me through it all, Your tender lips brushed against mine, my eternal downfall. We've walked together, hand in hand, through the thick and thin, You be my queen and I'll give you a king, You're so patient, and sure we fell out, but we always had a special thing, So, I thought I should tell you; you're the owner of this heart of mine, And I ask you how long you'll protect it for? So what do you sa

One; My mother and I had a disagreement, Her mind dead set like cement, And your mother thought her racist, But this was in her head but it was elusive. Two; You thought we had distanced apart, But we didn't, not really, but in two you tore my heart, I had big plans, for me and for you, and our love, I was going to give you a great night, almost as good as something above. Three; I was your first kiss, I was your first most things, especially this, I think I was the first guy you snuck out to meet, 4am, remember that? On your sofa, real discreet. Four; I took you back twice, Logically, perhaps thrice, I still try to get yo

My own smile is crooked and shattered beyond repair, but I'm finding the pieces I lost in every smile I cause.

*****To A Boy***** To a Boy who held my hand To a Boy who did not judge To a Boy who cried waching M*A*S*H To a Boy who loves to shop To a Boy who helpes me babysit To a Boy who is a vegitarian To a Boy who makes jiffy pop To a Boy who is you,              I know I told you I love you, I know I did.  But I must Say it again.  The way you stood up for me today, Oh, Wow.  Never have I seen so much passion in a four-letter word preceeding '..you, Jonathan'.  The uiniverse must have a plan for us, Two insane artists.  But others will not see it like that.  Others will be critcial and Judgemental, as you've seen today.  Thank you, you ot

You're floating down the river, On a blissful summer's day, Basking in contentedness; Your cares all cleansed away. You're relishing the sunshine And the gentle breath of wind And every wound your worries struck Is blissf'ly on the mend But the water's speeding up until You're losing all control Your every action pulls you One step further from your goal Then your head slams into rocks That were lurking down below And the sound of rushing water dulls As the current starts to slow Now you're floating down the river Without a care to fret 'cause the river rushed them far away And left you to forget

"You're going the wrong way child!" Alice sighed at the annoying voice emanating from the bright yellow envelope she held in her hand, "You need to go forwards!" "But I AM going forwards you stupid piece of paper," Alice was getting thoroughly irritated by her invitation now, as it had been telling her the same thing for the last fifteen minutes of her journey. Two days ago Alice had received this invitation from the Mad Hatter, asking her to attend his tea party. Now, Alice had already met the Hatter and she was glad to say they had hit it off, so much in fact that he had told her his real name, which was Reginald, of all names. So she was

We are Living our Dreams, Challenging Fate, Destined, Unwritten is the Story, Although many atime Spoken, Narrated, the Tale of the Cycle, Nightmares of the Stumbling Fool, And still we Pray, Silent, Lip Service to a Docile Idol, Idle are our Actions, Aspirations are are our Hope, Driving Force, Fuel for Running, As the Daily Grind wears Thin, We retreat to that Safe Place, That Realm of Imaginings,  Dreamscapes, Scope of Perspective, As we fly through Sleepdust Stars, Do we Awaken, and face It, The Truth, Reality, the Harsh Glory, Or do we fall Deeper, Comatose, Into the Wonder, Mysterious, In Which Do Dream

I am of fingers and pencils Created smoke rings choking out hopes Living off of neglected graves and stolen lilies found only in the clipped strands of a mother's forgotten love Who is it that I fool in this one-way fantasy of misguided delight? It is no one that cannot burn my scent away from the inside out That cannot slip downward as the spider who leaves poison tears in the corners of my heaven I am but bloodied ash an antiquity glimmering in salt brine I am hushed and maybe soon to become emptied through loves stuttering heart Listen... while I await the entrance of a crying death littered with crushed and singed