Hope

Hope is hidden within us all.

It must be unlocked and nurtured.

Nowhere would we be if we were without it.

Open it, find a way.

If there is a way to get there this is how.

The future. 

It comes. It does not wait.

Make of it what you will.

Some decisions cannot be made as quick.

Therefore hope. believe. have faith.

Confidence will carry you the rest of the way.

The answer is within yourself.

Childhood

Pure as the light of the sun we are born.

We learn, we play, we cry.

Factors of life that are parents have worn.

Situations get harder but still we try.

A foot taller is a responsibility longer.

We want just the fun but time we don't have as much.

Pressure is formed but tears make us stronger.

Ignorance makes us weak and we come off as such.

Capable of tending to oneself; a new chapter.

New choices new voices.

What's to be done is known but not what one's are after.

What's in one's head is only taken for noises.

Attention, friends, love.

It is all wanted and hard to maintain.

The troubles make some cry, some shove.

Family time helps some ease the pain.

Stress and tire bring new options.

Relief is offered for a moment.

Peers all have the same notions.

Its all done again for the enjoyment.

Some feel the guilt.
More problems are formed.
What life has one built?
Oh how one has transformed.


Where has one's innocence gone?
Gone to ill-measured fun.
Breathe, life will continue on.
Light as pure as the sun.

The Cycle

The leaves fall and you can rake them up.

It's such a pain but things must be done.

Leave them I say, the tired ground can use some beauty.

Then winter comes and everything must die.

The coldness freezes.

The purity of snow can sparkle in some joy.

The relief of spring comes to melt troubles away.

Everything grows in truly living color.

The warmth of summer arrives.

Take in the sun. Feel its warmth comfort you.

Enjoy the jubilee while it lasts for it goes by too fast.

The crisp fall returns only to bring back the complications.

If you chose that route anyway.

The seasons repeat make each one its best.

Inspiration

Listen, can you hear it?
It is calling. See what it's lit.

Look, see the color?
Feel it take over.

Touch it, do you feel that texture?
Now thats a different mixture.

Smell, is that a new scent?
It reminds me of that moment that's been spent.

Now taste, does it remind you of one?
Like that dinner when you had fun.

Now feel, the emotion, can you absorb it?
Just as a sponge does water bit by bit.

Now express, can you make it match your feeling?
Do how you feel let the message do the reeling.

Stuck

I hate this.
It is not going anywhere.
A continuous state of grey.
A grey that turns black.
Wait its a ray of light!
Oh, now the clouds are passing by.
Hey Sun, don't hide!
Thanks for getting in my way now I'm stuck under your shade.
No! Don't lock me in here! What did I do to deserve this!
It would be nice if there was a window to look out of.
No light ever comes in here.
Thanks guys for trying to save me, but I think you're getting stuck.
And....I was right.
Oh wait! okay there you go, you got out.
Now if i only i could.....
Wow thanks guys for getting me out of here!
This is fun but I feel like I'm being pulled back  a little.
What?! You can keep me out?!
Thanks, this is amazing!
Hey where'd you go? I can't stay out without you.
Your confusing me.
Wait what? You were kidding?
Thanks. Now I'm in here again.
At least some light peeps through now.
I think I'll be able to get out and stay out soon.
I wonder how this will go.
I can only if i try hard enough.

Unrequited

Your homemade essence of joy

makes me smile when life can only destroy.

You took me out of the dark abyss.

I never thought I'd be that close to bliss.

You knew when no one understood.

I thought it was a dream, it was too good.

It might've been my miscalculations.

It could've been the complications.

I still see you everywhere

Hoping that you don't catch me stare.

I turn when I hear a familiar laugh.

Only to apologize on my behalf.

To see your smile,

made the pain worth all the while.

To see you cry,

hurts worse than goodbye.

Of my feelings i've said to much,

at least enough for just a crutch.

And of the promises of summer,

again my hope takes a plunder.

I have a good prize in the end.

The chance to still call you friend.

Was there ever a needle for the thread?

Or has it really just all been in my head?

No need for sympathy,

I was always unworthy.

We're back where we started,

Only not so parted.

The feelings are different; you feel caressed,

I feel the sear within my chest.

Now you float on in wonder,

While I sink asunder. 

Presidential State

...lots to do.
Finish this. Turn in that.
Call this number. Go buy those.
Who's in charge of that one?
Reserve it for then.
Go practice for it.
Oh buy that too.
Make some of those.
Put an adress on that.
Distribute those.
Approve that.
Sell those things!
Meet again.
Plan for that, that, and that.
Collect them all.
Design more.
Decorate on a low budget.
Record that.
Create it.
Present and perform.
Manage, mediate, lead.
Clean up the mess.
Ask for permission.
Ask for suggestions.
Ask for help.
Be there by this time.
All this to be done by next week.
Oh, and have fun.

Pain

Slowly

It sinks deep in.

If it is fed it grows.

Recovering hurts also.

Take time.

Spring

The sun will now rise

The plants breathe all around me

I am now alive.

Waiting...

We travled the journey up the path

Dirt roads, highways, and hallways

Don't count. We were never any good at math.

That's why we stayed; accustomed to our specific ways.

The birds all fly and the cat will chase.

Which one will be picked?

Not all can win first place.

One gests chosen, the others get tricked.

We meet the road's fork

A glint catches your eye

Of you and your torque,

Will i ever survive?

Seperate ways we now trek

Although we keep side by side

You move forward as i look to check.

You call my name; can you ever decide?

Forward you jet.

I watch you move on.

Should I regret?

Times are yet forgone.

Now we pass the finish line.

Off you go after your gilded prize.

To stay here is mine.

Alas, the confusion must arise.

I still see you looking back.

Still you go after your bait.

Will you return to the track?

All I can do is stand and wait.