Thursday, August 16, 2012

Covered by clouds,
The sun burns red
As I grow older
And lonelier.

Monday, August 13, 2012

I'm moving.
But I don't entirely want to.

I do want an new adventure.
A new climate.
(I never really had
A chance to be a part
Of the group that I
Wanted to be friends with.
A chance to not be
Excluded at school
Is why I'm leaving this
Cursed state.)

I want to learn,
To be surrounded by learners.
I'm so excited.
I can't wait!

And yet,
I can.
Because I shall leave
Too many true friends.
Skype and Facebook
Are terrible replacements
For the joys of
Laughter and Hogan's Heroes parties.

To be honest,
College is what I'm looking
Forward to most,
But also a pain I'm starting
To dread.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Oh My Soul

Oh my soul,
Why do you despair?
What right have to cry?
God has blessed you,
So why does this reminder
Make you weep all the more?

Oh my soul,
Why do you despair?
Is not life enough?
Is not the breath of God
A balm for your wounds?

Oh my soul,
Why do you despair?
You could never have
Changed anything anyway.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Down, down,
To the ground.
Can I do anything
To turn it around?

Monday, July 30, 2012

Tick Tock Sherlock

Tick tock goes the clock
His heart the King will burn.
By the fall defeat the foe
The Virgin shall return.

Tick tock goes the clock
The Iceman had to pay
It broke his heart that for his sin
His brother could not stay

Tick tock goes the clock
The Adler soon shall see
That when it came to his end
She should have begged for mercy.

Tick tock goes the clock
The Mouse she holds the fuse.
Tick tock until the day
That they unveil the ruse.

Tick tock goes the clock
His heart the King will burn.
By the fall defeat the foe
The Virgin shall return.

Tick tock goes the clock
A genius they did hate.
As he dies they realize
Their grave mistake too late.

Tick tock goes the clock
Inspector that was he.
To the fallen friend he’ll love
For his strange strong bravery.

Tick tock goes the clock
His heart the King will burn.
By the fall defeat the foe
The Virgin shall return.

Tick tock goes the clock
Mums are hard to come by
Tick tock was the hour
That her not-son did fly.

Tick tock goes the clock
Oh, the friends we leave.
The army doctor, always true
Forever he will grieve.

Tick tock goes the clock
His heart the King will burn.
By the fall defeat the foe
The Virgin shall return.

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Poison

Words like poison,
Dying to be said,
To wound,
To scar,
So that I am not
The only one in pain.

Words like poison,
Twisting like a knife,
That will never be uttered
And so it's my heart alone
That turns slowly black.

Saturday, July 28, 2012

The clouds tease
And taunt.
Promising refreshing rain,
Catharsis,
 Relief.
But we are denied.
And that which might
Have been good
Is delayed,
Leaving us staring at the sky
In disappointment,
Singing and praying
For rain.