Stuck with You

you'll be with me forever. but it's not like i want you to be

you took a needle, dipped it in ink and started tattooing 

you tattooed your smile into my brian, your smell into my nose, 

your fingerprints on my heart. 

so now i'm stuck here with you. forever.

maybe the ink will eventually fade. 

maybe time will heal some wounds.

but maybe it won't.

maybe this is what i'll be stuck with. forever. 

for every memory that i can't shake and feeling i can't hide

for every thought that keeps me up at night

there is a reaction in my heart,

don't take these things away. 

don't let the ink fade

i want the memories forever.  

it was a beautiful time.

The Way the Wall Fell

the whole world needs you to be you, because no one else can

Pointing the Finger

i was a dreamer and a romantic. i wouldn't admit it to anyone. my sarcastic and dry humor doesn't allow a lot of room for a dreamer's mentality, or the emotions of a romantic but i was both. i thought about my future, i had a whimsical aura. everything was in place. until it wasn't. until i was left without dreams and without love. until you broke me. now i have nothing to say. historically, i've tried to talk less, i've tried to think less. now i just am. i try and write about something, anything but, nothing fits. (even this paragraph seems forced to me). i want to have that fire back in my soul, that mentality in my head that keeps me writing. the voice has been put on mute though. you pressed the button, you blew out my fire. i'll find it again i'm sure. but my wall is up and it's thicker than you could believe. i kept trying and trying before you. for right now, there's no more trying. for right now there's only empty thoughts and meaningless stares. i hate to play the blame game, but it's your fault.

The Tainted Truth

sometimes, it's easier to say you're fine instead of having to explain all the reasons why you're not.

It's for Me

there's a place in this world that is all my own.

it's hidden from mean eyes, judging stares and wanting looks.

it's protected from you, from them, from everyone

but me. 

there's a place in this world that is all my own. 

i love it's holes, i crave the smell, i need the sounds.

it's not perfect, it's not big, it's perfect

for me. 

there's a place in this world that is all my own. 

it lets me think, express and inspire.

i didn't use it as much as i should, but it always helps

me.