Thursday, March 23, 2006

what we're meant for

love and spontaneity
dreams and everlasting
joy and all the laughter
that's what we were meant for

dancing in the clouds
exploring secrets of the ocean
hearts that beat together
those are what we long for

big cars and bigger houses
someone to take the trash out
relationships at best, unsure
is what we end up settling for


Saturday, March 11, 2006

I crumble under weighted stares
That remind me of past pain and fears
The resurfacing is worse I think
Than initial tears that stain the cheeks
The saltier each one becomes
The deeper the grave it's dug up from

by me