Poem: The Dream

The shock of going to the woods alone never scared me.

To wonder the world without heartbreak gave me chills.

Now it is the only thing that lets me survive.

I stop looking for love when it came to me.

I thought it was all I needed to live.

Then it became all that I never wanted.

I chase a dream to only realize it was a nightmare.

This time it could not be cured by waking up.

I stop chasing that dream, and everything I wanted came alive.

Poem: Have You Ever

Have you even seen the sun grow?

Have you even seen the moon go back into it shadow?

Have you ever wondered why I do not sleep?

The thought of waking up and not seeing you gave me chills worse than any nightmares.

It is hard to know what it would feel like to not have love.

Would I be, okay?

Would I just sink like quicksand?

You laugh and I try not to cry.

The truth is you do not care.

You do not love like me so how would you know.

Do you try to, no but I do?

I shed tears like the largest rainfall.

I bleed just to call your name.

Have you cared for the things I do?

Have you ever just thought of me?

I can say that I never did.

Poem: Flowers

Flowers hang on my window looking like you.

They once were bright and full of light.

Now they are slowly drifting away.

I tried to save them, but the pain they were delt was more than I was willing to bare.

This hurts you just as much as it hurts me.

I tried to push through, but what was the point of baring the fruit.

I looked for answers, but each day another part of the flower would slip away.

Then one day it was nothing left for me to do.

I held on hoping that one day they might come back to me.

I did all I could, but still it was not enough.

Then I realize that I was trying to hold onto you.

The you I once knew.

The you I love and loved me.

I had to let you go, but I cannot.

That is why I still look at window and I see the flowers you gave. I might just have to take them to the grave.

Poem: Shatter

I look in the mirror and try to find out what do I see.

I do not know what it is, but it is not me.

The hurt in my eyes never left my soul.

Is this real I ask again?

The question is written on my soul, but the answer is nowhere to be found.

I tried to push through, but it only cuts even more deep.

I cannot see where to begin to heal, but I see how the soul ends.

The path to being me is one that is free from money, but it cost with the pain of me.

I try to push through, but each day the mirror just keeps breaking.

Maybe tomorrow it will just shatter and then we will see who is looking back at me.

Poem: Do You Remember

Do you remember the thunder in the clouds?

The way we held each other as if tomorrow would never end.

We sat under the trees and wish for better days.

Not knowing that they have already come and gone.

The dreams are no longer coming true.

Do you remember how we thought this would last?

The moment we said I do was the last day that we cared.

Rain pouring down our face, yet we see the sun as bright as day.

The shadow creep around the corner, and yet you no longer wonder is that me.

Do you remember when the first time you smile?

Was it because of me or did the sun hit your eyes?

I have lost my words.

Nothing is real.

I do not remember who you are.

I just need to know.

Do you remember me?