leaf in my heartI will place you in my heart like a leaf blowing in the wind, as my heart beats the little leaf in my heart will float around loving you with every beat.
You made me beautiful to myself,
you made me pretty to my vision of me not for all the world but for myself,
you cared enough to know,
you cared enough to want to know,
you cared enough to let me see who i am through you love,
you understand me, and you love me know other way but for who i am,
you let me shine threw my inner beauty,
you made me see things i didn't know existed
you helped me to paint the world with more knowledge,
and still to this day you are thousands of miles away,
but you my dearest sit at the thrown of my heart forever more,
and you my dear one even though it will be eternity that we ever touch again,
you are my true love forevermore.
A unlit candle lay in the snow of unforgotten the wax depleted, the wick short and all is evaporated out of the jar of once warmth. The wick and the wax was overcome in the middle of the night, when no one was around, it was smothered out by the darkness, and the jar was left smoldering on the stove left empty and alone. The lit flame was a voice that pierced the night the words danced in the ears of life and was fed by a inner peace of love and completeness.
The little flame voice asked over and over again for friend ship to not be left alone, but no matter what the little flame did, or asked it was not heard. Life took turns and things changed but the little flame was a comfort it was lit over and over again, people taking what was needed, easy to take but hard to give back. The feeling left behind was of questions why? where do you turn alone, and who do you tell?
The little candle was throw-ed out into the cold snow bank feeling useless, icy cold, and nothing to offer. In the end t
Life and the leaf.
I came to this earth like a leaf in a pod.
I entered out of the womb like the leaf that began to grow.
Everyone loved to look at me, and they enjoyed the newness of the newly born child, just like we love to see the season change into spring.
I was taken care of from my parents, with love and nurturing, just like the little leaf that had sunlight, and water that helped to make it grow.
I was full of energy, and glowed with delight.
I grew into something beautiful, so young and full of dreams, like a leaf in the summertime, so green and full of life.
I lived my life working hard trying to do what is right, living on my dreams, and my beautiful vision of life, just like the leaf that was stuck in the sun, in the middle of August into summer sun, life was not perfect and i got bruised along the way. I began to see you have to be tough along the way.
I had a family, and i worked it seemed all day, just like the leaf that was part of a tree, standing beside the mother bird that fed her bab
SilenceSilence is more powerful than any word spoken.
Silence is the most expressive statement a human can make.
Silence can be read thru a persons eyes from across a room.
Silence is the truth or a lie.
Silence is your friend or your enemy.
Silence is a human watching observing your actions without a word.
Silence is wisdom.
Silence is a statement.
Silence is peace.
Silence is wonder.
Silence is inner acceptance.
Silence is a secret.
Silence makes decisions.
Silence is a virtue.
Silence is peace.
Silence bring thought.
Silence pain behind a smile.
Silence is the beginning or end to a storm.
Silence is a snail that moves along the ground.
Silence is the growth of a tree 100 years and passing.
Silence is the attack before a strike.
Silence is Creation growing inside a mothers womb.
silence is a the sun rays shining on the earth.
Silence is the is the words we tell our self's
Silence can be the most sensual touch.
I have learned that silence speaks louder than words, and holding your silence is
leafsSilently i fall to the earth.
silently letting you walk on by.
I lay there silently as i change from youth to old, my colors fading and my edges torn.
I let the rain fall upon my face and the mud cover parts of me.
I'm walked upon and pushed into the earths surface.
I was once looked upon as a welcoming season of change i was pretty to the eye.
Now i lay here as the season ends with mud upon my face, and pushed into the earth.
My outer appearance is torn and turned brown and now im not noticed anymore!
The many voices of value.
How can you value possessions if you cant take them with you?
How can you value what you have if you always look for more?
How can you value money if you don't spend it wisely?
How can you value effort it it never takes action?
How can you value a opinion if it is expressed wrong way?
How can you value pride if it stands in your way?
How can you value a question if you don't find the answer?
How can you value of a book if your forget what you read?
How can you value of freedom of speech if you don't use it?
How can you value change if you don't make into something better?
How can you value your beliefs if you don't stand up for your beliefs?
How can you value expectations if you don't place it where it can be achieved?
How can you value the worlds suffering if things seem to get worse?
How can you value earth if we don't take care of it?
How can you value time if you can never get it back?
How can you value age if you don't use your wisdom?
How can you value gossip if the story keeps c
nosy peopleHave you ever watched someone who is nosy?
Do they even know what they look like?
Do they really even care?
The go around judging everything and gossiping cant wait to tell someone what they saw or how they feel. They cant seem to function with out having to know what is going on!
Oh mY God did you see that? ooooo that was so not what i would do!!!!!
Thats wrong, don't you think you could have done it this way?
It also seems they always try to be perfect dress well, smile a lot but really what it looks like to many is that you are not perfect your just plain nosy ready to gossip and really in the end who really cares what you have to say? only ones who listen are people just like them confused and lost!
You are EverythingYou are amazing.
You are the smiling face,
That gave that kid
Better hope for this place.
You are the helping hand,
Even if you didn’t know it,
That helped everything turn out
Better than planned.
You are the voice
That helped someone
Make a vital choice.
You are the joke
That made them laugh
And gave them that stroke
Of happiness that they needed.
You are the bright eyes
That light the way,
A lantern of hope
Through the fog of lies.
You are their push towards
Their positive afterwards.
And you are far from worthless.
Are the most important person
In the world.
We are all characters
In someone else’s story.
That pivotal point,
That pushes them from misery,
And leads them to their glory.
I Will Love MyselfSilence was at my doorstep.
Rain fell from the storms of my eyes
and hit the cold earth of my cheeks.
Sunlight fell down my face
in gentle waves.
And blood tinted lips
smiled only slightly.
The gentle spring
that bloomed inside my chest
had begun to grow
and replace the winter
whose frost had held tightly
onto my heart.
Silence was welcome.
Tears were shed in joy.
Sunlight was here to warm
and blood to live.
This was it.
I had made it.
I know who I am.
I locked you in my closet,
in the recesses of my mind.
I kept you in the dark,
I kept you in the stagnant, static,
strangling air for what seemed like
years because you couldn't
remember what day looked like anymore.
(You would sit facing the wall,
scratching letters into the paint,
nails curling and cracking upward.
"I love you,
I love you,
I love you," over and over until
you would bleed from your eyes
because you couldn't
keep them open anymore.
That paint was toxic.
You fed off the fumes of dried
polymer and you were so sure that
if you tried hard enough
the words would go through
It must've taken months.
The world traveled around the sun
like you traveled around me,
hovering from a distance
so that I wouldn't burn you.
They all say that it was my
gravity that pulled you
toward me, but it was always you,
They say love is blind and I believe it.
But we didn't start out
loving each other like we do now.
Eat Something, PleaseIt's your fault, you know.
It's you who's spewing your guts into the toilet,
like powdery snow.
Every day you hit the bathroom floor,
grasp the porcelain rims,
and your vomit echo through the door.
I hate it! I hate it, more than anything in the world.
I wish you could just tape your mouth shut,
and your noises I could ignore.
It's all about you, and the agony you've been through,
but through your selfishness and saliva,
I hope you realize I suffer too.
I stay by your side when you treat me like crap.
When you scream at me and yell,
I've always had your back.
How I wish I could purge when life gets too tough,
I wish I could be weak like you,
but my strength is just too much.
How wonderful it would be, if you could take my place,
and when you saw your broken form,
then you would see the pathetic look on your face.
But “plop, plop, plop” your vomit continues to roar,
and through the repetitive screech,
how I wish I could slam the door.
I wish I had the strength to leave your
I Won't Let You Become Like MeI saw you fall to the floor.
Because you couldn’t take this anymore.
You laid there and said to me,
Through tears that fell from your eyes,
“Who cares if I were to die?”
Reminding me of those hundreds of times,
I’ve seen people bend and break.
I’ve gotten so used to smiles that are nothing more than fake.
I remembered standing by silently,
Watching everyone collapse around me.
Seeing bottles scattered around,
Broken glass covered the ground.
And I wondered to myself,
“Is he ever going to get better?”
And I watched you as you died,
Slowly tearing yourself apart from the inside.
Memories are still flickering,
Behind my eyes.
I suddenly remember my own cries,
For someone to save me.
Because I was so close to falling,
That the abyss seemed more inviting,
Than trying to hang on for a moment longer.
Because my arms were too tired,
To hold on.
I am back in reality,
Watching you fade away.
And I see myself,
And the countless other people I’ve wit