Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Where I Am From

I am from the log house on the hill
with the long driveway
lined with railroad ties and matching lights

I am from the four of a kind
that makes the house a home
from the pictures on the wall
to our the patio out back

I am from creating traditions
and breaking them
to making long lasting memories
and forgetting the embarrassing ones

I am from learning the basics
and standing my ground
to taking risks
and never regretting

I am from making people smile
and laughing just a little louder
to comforting a friend
and helping those in need

I am from hope
that someday I can strive
to be a better person
and to think about others before myself

I am from forgiving and forgetting
And loving and laughing

“I Remember”

I remember summers full of laughter
and believing in happily ever after
like running barefoot through the grass,
until you’re feet turned green,
or playing outside until you couldn’t see

I remember swimming up and down the pool
loving every minute of it,
absorbing the sun,
and caring for nothing in the world

I remember feeling my way
to the bottom,
planting my feet, then
springing up
out into the air
feeling so free and so alive

I remember feeling those small drops of water
hit my back like small bullets
and swimming upside down under water
just to watch
the rain make puddles on the surface

I remember jumping up and down
on the diving board just to see
how high I could get
until one day I lost my balance
and came crashing down
leaving bruises on my shins
but coming to the surface with a smile on my face

I remember summers of innocence
and never once forgetting
who we are and where we’ve been
risking it all without any regrets
holding onto those once-in-a-lifetime moments
we will not soon forget

I remember feeling sad
knowing it was all over
but always remembering there’s always
next summer

Saturday, September 5, 2009

From Across the Room

from across the room
i hear your voice
echoing in my mind
like a beating drum
i think you know
that I’m here
in this room
but even if you
would look
at me
i would still be
invisible

from across the room
i swear you can
hear my thoughts
as they scream
wanting to escape
but even if you
would dare to look
at me
i would still be
invisible

from across the room
you can’t hear
me
you can’t hear
what I want to say
you can’t hear
how much I want
to save
you

from across the room
you can’t hear
me yelling at
you please
don’t do this again
don’t hurt me
again

from across the room
I know
that no matter how
much I scream
and shout
you will never answer
my calls
you will never listen
to my thoughts
or speak words
to me

from across the room
I know
there is a reason
why we’re
like this

from across the room
I know
I remind you too
much of the
mistake
we made

from across the room
I’m lost in
thought
waiting
for you