date: march {05} 2008:
title: {consistency}:
dedicated to {a poem for myself}:
many people
many beings
always walking
always talking
everday
everywhere
always
always
never changing
never daring
to break a routine
to break the sameness.
date: august {09} 2008:
title: {none}:
dedicated to: {a poem for myself}:
i skip through a field of cement roses and glass daises,
smelling their artificial beauty as i pass them by. i stare
up at the painted-on sky and feel the warmth of the
fabricated sun. i smile with the thought that i am happy.
but am i truly happy, or have i simply convinced myself
i am in such an unreal world.. ? maybe i can't find the answer
within others, but someday i'll travel deep within in myself
and find the truth.
date: september {20} 2008:
title: {don't dwell on it}:
dedicated to: {a poem for lunar}:
lifetimes' worth of horrific events
can and will occur.
and after them,
misery will circulate
through our tiny human heads.
we'll contemplate the worst
and hide away in disbelief.
but here's where you and i
share a world of difference-
i accept and move on.
you give up and go under.
my loverly little angel,
please don't dwell on it.
day will come again
and the sun will shine once more.
if you'd only keep your chin up
and stop drowining in self-pity,
you'd live a little better
and we'd all admire your strength.
so darling please don't dwell on it.
i'd love to see you smile.
maybe if you'd listen
you could learn it's not worth dwelling.
