Poetry
- Hurt, Pain, Hope, and Rain
What happens when you lose hope
When you’ve lost something to believe in
And your just living day to day
Not surprised when bad things happen
When your tired of being strong
Standing up before the storm
When all your problems stack against you
Maybe you were pretending all along
When all people can say
Is I know things will get better
But what do they know of your problems
You wear them like a scarlet letter
Its sometimes hard to paste your smile
But even when you do
The people you try to keep out
Can always see right through
Sometimes it’s a comfort
When people know your hurting
But you don’t let them too far in
They always end up deserting
I wish I knew a solution
To ease all of the pain
Except it cant always be sunshine
We all must feel the rain
- A Comfort
There is a day of sunny rest
For every dark and troubled soul
For those who find a sweeter rest
Beyond the grave, I seek to know
I’m looking on the brighter side
Of things hoped for, but not yet seen
With all the wonders of this world
There are still those who hurt and grieve
For what they seek they cannot find
And what they have they do not need
What is a life without its hunger?
A life without its drive
To peer into the looking glass
And not see what’s inside
Cause the life you knew was simple
Easy to comprehend
But now the tides are turning
Your world on a downward spin
So take not the moment lightly
And live each day like there’s no tomorrow
Cause soon this day of sunny rest
Shall once again be filled with sorrow.
- A perfect world
You always do the right thing
And say the right things too
But when will you let the rest of the world
In on the real you?
Your always so prim and proper
With impeccable manners as well
But will you ever leave the confines of you
Will you ever break out of your shell
Can anyone see the real you
And all your insecurities
Or is that what you’d hoped to disguise
With an air of polished obscurity
Maybe the best part of life
Is when you can’t hide anymore
When life takes you by storm
Leaving no time to bar the door
So now it seems to everyone
You have the perfect life
But that’s only because you conceal
All your inner strife
You hide from everyone else
Because you think they wouldn’t understand
Or that they’d finally see truth
That your perfect life ain’t so grand
You paint your pretty picture
And say such wonderful things
But everyone already knows
That nothings what it seems
So take the pictures down
And stop pretending your fine
The only perfect world
Is the one inside your mind.
- Lift
Lift me off the ground
if only for while
I make a fool of me
just to see you smile
the people getting smaller
as i’m propelled away from ground
the wind carries my fears
They never make a sound
The clouds carry my worries
it’s an overcast kind of day
the rain drops hold my pain
the sun dries them away
the error of my ways
aren’t visible to see
but when the lightening flashes
it burns a hole thourhg me
rolling thunder in the distance
drowns out all my mistakes
the hail beats away regret
and forms an icy lake
——unfinished
