I look forward,
See a circle of people.
In the middle, a young girl;
A wheelchair is on the ground near her,
It's been pushed over.
Everyone's screaming at her.
Laughing at her.
No one stops them.
No one cares.
She's trying hard to keep back her tears.
Then, someone speaks to me,
Tells me to join in.
I know that if I refuse they'll hurt me, too.
So I join their game.

I drove the coast with you
We looked outside and saw the moon
I looked at the moon; I looked in your eyes
They both showed me beauty
They both told me lies

I could feel it rising beneath me
The burning of lust that deceived me
I should’ve listened to my head
But my heart guided me instead
And now this fire is burning me
This fire is burning me

I walked across a bridge with you

Curiously waiting
Through these days of separating
Never knowing why I’m here
But drowning wild in the fear
Sometimes I like the sound
the world can make
When it all goes down
It all goes down just to come back up
And up there, I can’t get enough
Hallucinating, I am free
I separated you from me

Mysteries are golden
Driving me to break the mold

The curtain crosses over the glass and blocks the sunlight from coming through
But your face was all I needed to keep the world outside subdued
The inside is now golden, panted with warmth, containing the cold
And drifting in-between the cracks of this window’s heavy mold
Inside our world, only a room, but still has become our entity
We drift inside one another, creating beauty endlessly

Merely mending of false design
Here, now. Some value may yet be found
Though not divine,
Nor christened right,
Merit may still be.

Sad is one
Who by poor design
Limits merited value
For destined doom

Some small stake
Ross up to fill the void
And exist some small design

Reality holds no truth
Beyond reality in same

Merely mending of false design.

And yet still remains

I cannot sleep tonight
Though, I am dreaming
About a desert quenched with rain
About the ice age melting slowly
The tables turn
And frozen burns
And hate and love become unknown
Because engaging in that switch
Would only cause us to explode
And misery is no longer disguised
By lonely smiles that please the eyes
The burden of a lack of compassion

Young Children
Start life-long friendships
That I did with you
we were friends
since seven
best friends
since fifteen
then something inside me changed
My love for you has grown
more then you'll ever know
If only I had words to say what I mean
I am no longer just that invisable girl
Nor I am I a teen
So now I think
it's time
for me to come clean
It isn't hard for me to say

Has anyone read any of Sappho's poetry? I have and I think it's astoundingly well-penned, honest and raw. Sappho was one of the greatest lesbian poetesses that ever lived, I think.

And your memories are reeling, I can see them.
They break my heart because I see myself in them with you.
We walked along together in the past and now I’ve lost you.
I trail behind because I know that somewhere in that heart of yours is a piece of me.
A piece of what we used to be.
I am so certain that nothing will come of this.

Waking up in the morning sun.
Another painful day has just begun.
Another day of pretending to be
Someone I'm not
Wishing I was just forgot.
Beautiful little girl with golden blond locks.
Holds a secret that would shock.
Don't understand it.
Don't want to live with it.
How can I just forgive it?
Taking over my life.
Can't sleep at night.
There is so much fright.
Built up inside.

I’ll take a walk around the town
Remember the places I used to know
Find the place where we laid our heads
The place where our bodies first met
Well, they didn’t meet indefinitely
We searched each other in helpless need
The sudden noises outside of our world
Were muted as if they had been told
That we needed this from the start
It was our first chance to live

we are all caught in the crisis
and it lives in the night
it breathes hate, it breeds life
and it's a sharpened knife
we've all got someone who is wronging you,
longing to take you away from the truth that remains
life is beauty, life is love
but the ones who don't believe
they've caused this grudge
the crisis remains
and it will not be tamed
until we've taken the sky

They taught us about the stars in school.
White giants and novas and dying stars.
But tonight, the moon and the sun and the stars align.
And I know, soon I’ll have to stop telling this lie.
Have I traveled too many light-years from the truth
to recognize it now?
Te Amo, mi amour,
But my Nana never taught me the word for
Forever,
So I can’t promise you more that I already have.

Here's a bunch of poems I wrote tonight while I was in a productive vein.

Modern

I feel very cold
But I might go stand in the rain

I'm not sure I can see
But I might go sit in the dark

I can't feel my legs
But I might feel the need to run away

I feel very fragile
But I might go stand on the highway

I might be insane
But you can call me modern
Or maybe misunderstood,

Those summer nights held magic,
And me beneath your fingertips,
Well, I thought we could dance forever.
I can’t seem to find what I have lost,
You’re still so close, and yet too far,
I just want to be where you are.
So lay me down and cast your spell,
And I’ll open my eyes in the June sun,
And I’ll still be the one.
But I keep those words, tucked in tight,