So I wrote this for creative writing and to tell you the truth I dont remember writing it :P hah :P well here it is :)
I remember the time my heart first broke. It was summer, he left. I remember when I wasnt scared of people. I remeber when you could be friends with anyone. I remember when I didnt have to go to school and everyday felt like saturday. I remember my first kiss, a cold Febuary night, my front door step. I remember when it was just a kindergarten crush. I remember when you picked up the pieces of my shattered heart. I remember when I first met my best friend, it was summer, stake dance. I remember when I thought he was the one and only. I remember the critisim. I remember playing kissing tag. I remeber when I first realized I loved him. I remember when I got so upset with him, the we vried together. I remember when I could never be happy and I had to fake a smile. I remember when I watched him walk away. I remember when I saw him holding her and how it broke my heart. I remember when I was sick on valentines day, and couldnt move from my bed. I remember my mom holding me while I cried. I remember when I got in a car accident, everything so clearly still plays through my head. I remember when my only worry was what I choose to wear that day. I remember when I was an avid reader. I remember when I didnt care. I remember when I was best friends with her. I remember the day he told me he was gay. I remember when I could sleep. I remember when I was broken. I remember when he first called me beautiful in person. I remember the day I started highschool. I remember when I needed new friends. I remember when I sang in front of people. It made me so happy. I rememeber when I was a spaz!!! I remeber the day he invited me to his house. I was in first grade :P I remember when I played on the playground. Oh wait I still do. I remember when no one cared. I remember when she hated me. I remember sitting in a ditch on a windy day. I remember when I stopped doing homework. I failed math. I remember the day I cried myself to sleep for the first time. I remember when I spent alot of time with them. I remember why I started writing. I remember when I moved. It made Christine sad. I rememeber when he told me he hurt himself. I almost cried. I remember that one football game. I talked to my best friend the whole time. I remember when I was so happy I could barely contain myself. I remember when life was careless. I remember when i was fearless. I remember his smile everyday. That is why I wrote this.
So i decied to put this on becasue i moved to college today and so this is just all the stuff i remember. and hopefully more memories to come!
plz ENJOY!!! :D
Monday, August 22, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Shake the Dust
This is for the broken heart, the one that hurts so bad it barley beats. This is for the girls who want to be great moms, for the boys who dont want to be just like their dads. This is for the girls who get abused by their boyfriends, for the boys who do so. Shake the dust. This is for the students who don't pass their AP test, but try anyway. This is for the people who are emotionally tramatized, becasue they went through something to hard to handle. This is for the peole who have wished on 11:11, shooting stars, and eyelashes. Shake the dust. The is for the people with no hope. For the loners who walk alone. For the depressed, the stressed, the tired. For those who call out to God with all their might to help. Shake the dust. This is for those who will step on toes to achive something. For those who will help anyone and expect nothing in return. This is for those who dont believe. For those who paretns are split. for those who cry themselves to sleep. Shake the dust. This is for those who dont think they can ever achive their dreams. For those who think they will never find love. For those who have. This is for those who sing at the top of their lungs in their car, but are to afraid to sing in from of people. Shake the dust. This is for those who are lost. This is for those looking for a real life fairy tale. Shake the dust.
Do soemthing different and shake the dust.
PLz Enjoy! tell me what you think
Do soemthing different and shake the dust.
PLz Enjoy! tell me what you think
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Life is....
What is life? Is it something we can really describe? Love is easy but life is hard. Does it really matter what life is? But this is what life is to me
Life is a summer sunset
Life is staying awake all night starring at my cealing
Life is poop
Life is one big game of Hallaballo
Life is an evil bowl of soup XD
Life is E.V.I.L.
Life is a stalker
Life is a sick twisted teacher brain (tht could be scary)
Life is a waterfall of tears falling down the cheeks of someone in need
Life is a winding road
Life is like walking on broken glass
Life is shattered glass, just there never to be repaired
Life is walkine barefoot on the beach with the warm sand beneth your toes
Life is hiding from your worst fears
Life is sleep i know we all want more
Life is a story book, but not a fairy tale
Life is your own story write it!
So I worte this back in creative writing... and yeah... i know it sounds kinds depressing but i like it :) and that is all enjoy!
Life is a summer sunset
Life is staying awake all night starring at my cealing
Life is poop
Life is one big game of Hallaballo
Life is an evil bowl of soup XD
Life is E.V.I.L.
Life is a stalker
Life is a sick twisted teacher brain (tht could be scary)
Life is a waterfall of tears falling down the cheeks of someone in need
Life is a winding road
Life is like walking on broken glass
Life is shattered glass, just there never to be repaired
Life is walkine barefoot on the beach with the warm sand beneth your toes
Life is hiding from your worst fears
Life is sleep i know we all want more
Life is a story book, but not a fairy tale
Life is your own story write it!
So I worte this back in creative writing... and yeah... i know it sounds kinds depressing but i like it :) and that is all enjoy!
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Today's not the Last Day I see the Light
Easter sunday, a car, an open road, a radio turned on to loud.
A round-about, a girl, a button
Drving, 25 MPH
This is the sence for a car accident. Don't see it? Let me explain it. The girl we will call her Lucy.
She keeps forgetting to turn off her radio. Especially on sunday mornings. The night before she was out late and really didnt care. She was on her way to a farewell. She got ready and was so excited for the events of her day. Her mom was gone out of town. She was her own free women. She felt so great! Felt great to be free from her owner her mom. but will she ever own herself completly?
She goes to get in her car after getting all ready. In a cute new easter outfit ready for the day. She turned the key and the first thing she heard was the radio balring loud. but of course she didnt care. She pulled out of her drive way and went. She let the radio keep going. But of course with it being sunday she felt bad when she heard a word she really didnt like. So she turned it down. Then she came up to the roundabout. when she was exiting she decied just to turn the radio off. She couldnt find the button so she looked down for a little bit and for those three seconds. Before she knew it she was on the curb hitting trees and whatever else was in her way. She lost control. After her car finally stoped. Lucy was in shock. People who were behind her got out of their cars to help her. She then went to go calm down and wash her hands. While this was happening the police were called. She was in a little store, she ran into some friends. They came out to help her. After calming down she tried called her mom. no answer her mom was on a plane. Then her dad. no answer he was in church. So she had her friends and she called the first person that popped into her head. We will call him Jake. Jake quickly showed up and helped her deal with the police and all the reports to fill out. the police and everyone left and She looked at her car. The front smashed... both tires smashed. She wanted to cry but she held it in. He took Lucy home. And she lost it. She cried into his shoulder for an hour. She couldnt take the emotional pain. He then took her to his house because she didnt want to be alone. While there she realized it was not the last time she would see the light and everything would be ok.
This is a piece I wrote for creative writing about a real life expierience i had... I hope you enjoy!
A round-about, a girl, a button
Drving, 25 MPH
This is the sence for a car accident. Don't see it? Let me explain it. The girl we will call her Lucy.
She keeps forgetting to turn off her radio. Especially on sunday mornings. The night before she was out late and really didnt care. She was on her way to a farewell. She got ready and was so excited for the events of her day. Her mom was gone out of town. She was her own free women. She felt so great! Felt great to be free from her owner her mom. but will she ever own herself completly?
She goes to get in her car after getting all ready. In a cute new easter outfit ready for the day. She turned the key and the first thing she heard was the radio balring loud. but of course she didnt care. She pulled out of her drive way and went. She let the radio keep going. But of course with it being sunday she felt bad when she heard a word she really didnt like. So she turned it down. Then she came up to the roundabout. when she was exiting she decied just to turn the radio off. She couldnt find the button so she looked down for a little bit and for those three seconds. Before she knew it she was on the curb hitting trees and whatever else was in her way. She lost control. After her car finally stoped. Lucy was in shock. People who were behind her got out of their cars to help her. She then went to go calm down and wash her hands. While this was happening the police were called. She was in a little store, she ran into some friends. They came out to help her. After calming down she tried called her mom. no answer her mom was on a plane. Then her dad. no answer he was in church. So she had her friends and she called the first person that popped into her head. We will call him Jake. Jake quickly showed up and helped her deal with the police and all the reports to fill out. the police and everyone left and She looked at her car. The front smashed... both tires smashed. She wanted to cry but she held it in. He took Lucy home. And she lost it. She cried into his shoulder for an hour. She couldnt take the emotional pain. He then took her to his house because she didnt want to be alone. While there she realized it was not the last time she would see the light and everything would be ok.
This is a piece I wrote for creative writing about a real life expierience i had... I hope you enjoy!
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
I Keep Forgetting
I keep forgetting to quit my job
I keep forgetting to be grateful for him
I keep forgetting to read my scriptures
I keep forgetting to sleep
I keep forgetting that people do care
I keep foregetting I am loved
I keep forgetting about my best friend
I keep forgetting about my problems
I keep forgetting what happiness is
I keep forgetting to pray
I keep forgetting to write my brother
I keep forgetting how much singing, dancing, and playing the piano make me happy
I KEEP FORGETTING I AM BROKEN
I keep forgetting that I am an optimist
I keep forgetting to try
I keep forgetting to love life
I keep forgetting to smile
Authors note: I know this is kinda sad but i wrote it in creative writing a while back and i really like it so i posted it :)
I keep forgetting to be grateful for him
I keep forgetting to read my scriptures
I keep forgetting to sleep
I keep forgetting that people do care
I keep foregetting I am loved
I keep forgetting about my best friend
I keep forgetting about my problems
I keep forgetting what happiness is
I keep forgetting to pray
I keep forgetting to write my brother
I keep forgetting how much singing, dancing, and playing the piano make me happy
I KEEP FORGETTING I AM BROKEN
I keep forgetting that I am an optimist
I keep forgetting to try
I keep forgetting to love life
I keep forgetting to smile
Authors note: I know this is kinda sad but i wrote it in creative writing a while back and i really like it so i posted it :)
Stopping Time
I would love to stop time
Take Father Time's hour glass and turn it completely sideways so the sand will stop falling
Even if it can only be for a moment
Wouldn't that be nice?
What would you do if you could stop time?
Would you if you could?
I would wanna stop time to spend time with the ones I love
Especially with the one I love most
Just to be held in their arms and never be let go
To relax and breathe
To get done all I need to get done
All I want to get done
I would write more
Finish my novel
I would develop my talents
Gain more confidence
Gain it in others and myself
If I could stop time I would learn new skills
I would learn to cook and bake and not mess up
If I could stop time I would take a step back and look at the beauty of the world
I would travel it
To England, Australia, and Alaska
I would observe the things I love to look at
Fish, art, and stars
I would take times to look at the little things
To appreciate them
To make them the big things
If I could stop time I would create myself
Because life isn't about finding yourself it is about CREATING yourself
I would adjust my life so I can be who I want to be fully
I would take the time to be truly happy
To fell it
To find it
If I could stop time I would do the impossible
I would take a walk in space and dance on the stars
I would swim with the fish in the sea
Without scuba gear
I would talk to people
Say the things I have always wanted to say to them
If I could stop time I would stop school
So none of us ever have to come back
And if I couldn't stop school
I would steal the answers to things
So I can pass and graduate
If I could stop time I would never grow up
I would find my inner child
I would find my Neverland
I would play
I would draw with chalk
And get all messy
I wish I could stop time
Stop it forever
Go off to my own world
And never come back
Because coming back would mean time would start again
And I am afraid of reality
And what life has in store for me
Authors Note: My final creative writing promt
Take Father Time's hour glass and turn it completely sideways so the sand will stop falling
Even if it can only be for a moment
Wouldn't that be nice?
What would you do if you could stop time?
Would you if you could?
I would wanna stop time to spend time with the ones I love
Especially with the one I love most
Just to be held in their arms and never be let go
To relax and breathe
To get done all I need to get done
All I want to get done
I would write more
Finish my novel
I would develop my talents
Gain more confidence
Gain it in others and myself
If I could stop time I would learn new skills
I would learn to cook and bake and not mess up
If I could stop time I would take a step back and look at the beauty of the world
I would travel it
To England, Australia, and Alaska
I would observe the things I love to look at
Fish, art, and stars
I would take times to look at the little things
To appreciate them
To make them the big things
If I could stop time I would create myself
Because life isn't about finding yourself it is about CREATING yourself
I would adjust my life so I can be who I want to be fully
I would take the time to be truly happy
To fell it
To find it
If I could stop time I would do the impossible
I would take a walk in space and dance on the stars
I would swim with the fish in the sea
Without scuba gear
I would talk to people
Say the things I have always wanted to say to them
If I could stop time I would stop school
So none of us ever have to come back
And if I couldn't stop school
I would steal the answers to things
So I can pass and graduate
If I could stop time I would never grow up
I would find my inner child
I would find my Neverland
I would play
I would draw with chalk
And get all messy
I wish I could stop time
Stop it forever
Go off to my own world
And never come back
Because coming back would mean time would start again
And I am afraid of reality
And what life has in store for me
Authors Note: My final creative writing promt
Monday, May 16, 2011
What If...
What if you never truely were happy
What if he never liked her
What if they didnt know each other
What if she left
What if school never exsisted
What if there was no more homework
What if they never got married
What if he wasnt born
What if you had no idea who you are
What if Cinderella never got happily ever after
What if you never got happily ever after
What if you never fell in love
What if you were full of hatered
What if nobody liked you and you were left alone and afraid
What if you were the most famous person ever
What if they didnt find a cure
What if no one had legs
What if no one could sing
What if he was homeless
What if we could never be saved
What if you couldnt breathe
What if I couldnt dance
What if I didnt exist
What if I didnt meet him
What if I hurt you
What if the world were over
What if I didnt write this
Authors Note: one day i was just thinking of what ifs... and this is what came out! enjoy :P
What if he never liked her
What if they didnt know each other
What if she left
What if school never exsisted
What if there was no more homework
What if they never got married
What if he wasnt born
What if you had no idea who you are
What if Cinderella never got happily ever after
What if you never got happily ever after
What if you never fell in love
What if you were full of hatered
What if nobody liked you and you were left alone and afraid
What if you were the most famous person ever
What if they didnt find a cure
What if no one had legs
What if no one could sing
What if he was homeless
What if we could never be saved
What if you couldnt breathe
What if I couldnt dance
What if I didnt exist
What if I didnt meet him
What if I hurt you
What if the world were over
What if I didnt write this
Authors Note: one day i was just thinking of what ifs... and this is what came out! enjoy :P
Shake the Dust
This is for the broken heart, the one that hurts so bad it barley beats. This is for the girls who want to be great moms, for the boys who dont want to be just like their dads. This is for the girls who get abused by their boyfriends, for the boys who do so. Shake the dust. This is for the students who don't pass their AP test, but try anyway. This is for the people who are emotionally tramatized, becasue they went through something to hard to handle. This is for the peole who have wished on 11:11, shooting stars, and eyelashes. Shake the dust. The is for the people with no hope. For the loners who walk alone. For the depressed, the stressed, the tired. For those who call out to God with all their might to help. Shake the dust. This is for those who will step on toes to achive something. For those who will help anyone and expect nothing in return. This is for those who dont believe. For those who paretns are split. for those who cry themselves to sleep. Shake the dust. This is for those who dont think they can ever achive their dreams. For those who think they will never find love. For those who have. This is for those who sing at the top of their lungs in their car, but are to afraid to sing in from of people. Shake the dust. This is for those who are lost. This is for those looking for a real life fairy tale. Shake the dust.
Do soemthing different and shake the dust.
I wrote this in crative writing. It is interesting enough i think to post. so yeah... enjoy?
Do soemthing different and shake the dust.
I wrote this in crative writing. It is interesting enough i think to post. so yeah... enjoy?
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Love Is....
Love is putting your arm around me
Love is wearing your jacket
Love is hugging you on my front step
Love is Undefinable
Love is when you look me in the eyes
Love is kissing you in the school parking lot
Love is having late night texting conversations
Love is having a two person thought train
Love is writing with the best pen ever
Love is dancing ever so close to you
Love is talking for six hours and feeling like only one has past
Love is happiness
Love is singing at the top of you lungs while driving down an empty highway
Love is skipping school
Love is taking long drvies
Love is taking long walks in the rain
Love is you holding me
Love is my head on your shoulder
Love is letting your emotions fly free
Love is caring so much about one single thing
Love is trying on the perfect shirt
Love is crying yourself to sleep
Love is having someone think about you
Love is holding a new born
Love is coloring in a coloring book
Love is when your necklace clamp is in the front
Love is making a wish at 11:11
Love is holding your hand
Love is keeping each other warm
Love is violently shivering for two hours
Love is catching them when they fall
Love is a song playing in an empty room
Love is floating away
Love is waking up late
Love is unconditional
Love is forgetting you lines
Love is listening with nothing to say
Love is rain pouring down
Love is pounding out all your emotions on the piano after a really bad day
Love is Love
Love is thinking of you
Love is smelling you smell
Love is wearing your favorite pair of shoes
Love is acting childish
Love is talking to yourself
Love is failing a test
Love is having a migrain
Love is listening to songs that remind me of you
Love is hurting so much
Love is writing till your fingers bleed
Love is crying till your eyes burn
Love is saying 'I love you'
Love is being so sick you can't stand
Love is something you can't explain
Love is weird
BUT I LOVE IT!!!!
Authors Note:
So i worte this for a creative writing class and wanted to show the rest of you too. So i hope you enjoy! yaya! the prompt was what is love to us. And we had to define it so yeah! ............... :)
Love is wearing your jacket
Love is hugging you on my front step
Love is Undefinable
Love is when you look me in the eyes
Love is kissing you in the school parking lot
Love is having late night texting conversations
Love is having a two person thought train
Love is writing with the best pen ever
Love is dancing ever so close to you
Love is talking for six hours and feeling like only one has past
Love is happiness
Love is singing at the top of you lungs while driving down an empty highway
Love is skipping school
Love is taking long drvies
Love is taking long walks in the rain
Love is you holding me
Love is my head on your shoulder
Love is letting your emotions fly free
Love is caring so much about one single thing
Love is trying on the perfect shirt
Love is crying yourself to sleep
Love is having someone think about you
Love is holding a new born
Love is coloring in a coloring book
Love is when your necklace clamp is in the front
Love is making a wish at 11:11
Love is holding your hand
Love is keeping each other warm
Love is violently shivering for two hours
Love is catching them when they fall
Love is a song playing in an empty room
Love is floating away
Love is waking up late
Love is unconditional
Love is forgetting you lines
Love is listening with nothing to say
Love is rain pouring down
Love is pounding out all your emotions on the piano after a really bad day
Love is Love
Love is thinking of you
Love is smelling you smell
Love is wearing your favorite pair of shoes
Love is acting childish
Love is talking to yourself
Love is failing a test
Love is having a migrain
Love is listening to songs that remind me of you
Love is hurting so much
Love is writing till your fingers bleed
Love is crying till your eyes burn
Love is saying 'I love you'
Love is being so sick you can't stand
Love is something you can't explain
Love is weird
BUT I LOVE IT!!!!
Authors Note:
So i worte this for a creative writing class and wanted to show the rest of you too. So i hope you enjoy! yaya! the prompt was what is love to us. And we had to define it so yeah! ............... :)
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Hurt
It is not ok
Even though I told you it was
It is not
I'm not lying to myself and saying it is
Cuz it is NOT!
When you told me it was easy to hide
Hide behind a mask
A mask called cyber world
I acted happy
Becasue it was easy
I told you it was great
But inside I crushed
I broke down
I cried
I cried for so long my eyes burned
I kept telling myself that I would be fine
That it would just be a little longer
But then I realized it would be more than a little longer
I knew whenever i saw you
I would break inside
I had a plan to switch schools if it got to bad
I was running away from my problems
I wouldn't have the will to get out of bed the next day
It hurt
It made my heart hurt
I changed everything
My thinking about you
Your name in my phone
I took your picture off my wall
I let the tears fall all over the journal entries
I wouldn't text you back
It just hurt me to much
I couldn't believe I got attached to you
It happened again
My heart broke
By someone who I thought would never do that
You shattered it
I had my excuses for you
So you wouldn't have to worry about me
But I still loved you
Even if I was lying to myself and said I didnt
I did
So I finally texted you back
Becasue I couldn't stand not talking to you
We talked
You picked up all the pieces of my shattered heart
You put it back together
I decided to give you a second chance
That was the best thing I did
EVER
It still isn't ok
but I will live with it for now
Becasue you dont like to see me hurt
And i love you
I truley do
Even if it still will hurt
It might all be worth it
Authors Note:
This poem is about someone I am very close to. I am not going to say any names so they dont have to explain to anyone. I knwo it also uses "I" voice but i put it in that so i could picture it better and write about it. so yeah but I like this one becasue it kinda tells a story... idk why i bet it isnt that good but whatever i try! love you all!
Even though I told you it was
It is not
I'm not lying to myself and saying it is
Cuz it is NOT!
When you told me it was easy to hide
Hide behind a mask
A mask called cyber world
I acted happy
Becasue it was easy
I told you it was great
But inside I crushed
I broke down
I cried
I cried for so long my eyes burned
I kept telling myself that I would be fine
That it would just be a little longer
But then I realized it would be more than a little longer
I knew whenever i saw you
I would break inside
I had a plan to switch schools if it got to bad
I was running away from my problems
I wouldn't have the will to get out of bed the next day
It hurt
It made my heart hurt
I changed everything
My thinking about you
Your name in my phone
I took your picture off my wall
I let the tears fall all over the journal entries
I wouldn't text you back
It just hurt me to much
I couldn't believe I got attached to you
It happened again
My heart broke
By someone who I thought would never do that
You shattered it
I had my excuses for you
So you wouldn't have to worry about me
But I still loved you
Even if I was lying to myself and said I didnt
I did
So I finally texted you back
Becasue I couldn't stand not talking to you
We talked
You picked up all the pieces of my shattered heart
You put it back together
I decided to give you a second chance
That was the best thing I did
EVER
It still isn't ok
but I will live with it for now
Becasue you dont like to see me hurt
And i love you
I truley do
Even if it still will hurt
It might all be worth it
Authors Note:
This poem is about someone I am very close to. I am not going to say any names so they dont have to explain to anyone. I knwo it also uses "I" voice but i put it in that so i could picture it better and write about it. so yeah but I like this one becasue it kinda tells a story... idk why i bet it isnt that good but whatever i try! love you all!
Monday, February 7, 2011
My Book (more of it)
So this is the beginning of my book :) If you haven't read the summary or forgot what it is about go to the first My Book post and read it :)
Note: This is still a first draft
All I wanted in life was to fit in. I couldn't find acceptance anywhere. IT might have been the face that I moved once a year, my mom was gone and my dad was in the army. My dad would always tell me things would get better and I would find friends. But when I looked in the mirror all I could see was a plain girl with long dark hair and grey eyes. It seemed like I was nothing, just another face in the crowed. When my dad told me otherwise I didn't know if I could believe him. Now I am here in front of yet another school, on the first day of my senior year. I now it will play out like all my other years of school, It might even be worse. My dad says it is a new beginning but I don't beleive it. He has said that everytime I go to a new school. I actually like to think of it as more of a beginning to an end. A story that is writing itself.
I walked in the school and there were kids everywhere. This was my first time at a public school. It was strange seeing so many people dressing different. Girls in shorts, boys in hoodies, none of the stupid plaid skirts or polo shirts. All the veriety it was almost intreging. It drew me nearer. Everything about it. This was unlike anyother place I have been.
Ok so this is the beginning well some of it. And I hope you all like it. :P
Note: This is still a first draft
All I wanted in life was to fit in. I couldn't find acceptance anywhere. IT might have been the face that I moved once a year, my mom was gone and my dad was in the army. My dad would always tell me things would get better and I would find friends. But when I looked in the mirror all I could see was a plain girl with long dark hair and grey eyes. It seemed like I was nothing, just another face in the crowed. When my dad told me otherwise I didn't know if I could believe him. Now I am here in front of yet another school, on the first day of my senior year. I now it will play out like all my other years of school, It might even be worse. My dad says it is a new beginning but I don't beleive it. He has said that everytime I go to a new school. I actually like to think of it as more of a beginning to an end. A story that is writing itself.
I walked in the school and there were kids everywhere. This was my first time at a public school. It was strange seeing so many people dressing different. Girls in shorts, boys in hoodies, none of the stupid plaid skirts or polo shirts. All the veriety it was almost intreging. It drew me nearer. Everything about it. This was unlike anyother place I have been.
Ok so this is the beginning well some of it. And I hope you all like it. :P
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Happiness
What is happiness
What does it really mean
Does it mean we have a smile on our faces
Ot is it something more
What makes people happy
What makes me happy
Happiness is
Dancing all my emotions out
Dancing till I have no more energy
Dancing in the rain
Dancing spastically
Dancing like there is no tomorrow
Happiness it
Writing poems
Writing stories
Writing nonsense
Hapiness is
Hugging my mom
Hugging my sister
Hugging my nieces
Hugging my nephews
Hugging my best friends
Hugging in general
Happiness is
Watching movies
Watching TV
Watching the rain fall
Watching the snow fall
Watching the night come
Watching people dance
Happiness is
Singing songs
Singing with my sister
Singing for people
Singing really bad XD
Happiness is
Drinking Dr. Pepper
Eating Macaroni and Cheese
Drinking milk
Eating cold cereal
Happiness is
Smiling
Happiness is
Talking to people
Helping people
Texting people
Happiness is
Seeing others happy
Seeing a baby smile
Hearing a baby laugh
Happiness is all this to me and more
This is what happiness means to me
Authors Note:
Ok so I came to the realization the other day that I really only write poems when I am feeling down. I havent felt down in like 1 1/2 2 months now. So I really didn't write any. I was talking to someone and they were trying to help me find something to write about when I was happy. So I decided to write a poem about what happiness is to me. So I was listening to the song Happiness is from: You're a Good Man Charlie Brown and it inspired the writing format from this poem. Hence all the happiness is. So yeah I hope you enjoy it!
What does it really mean
Does it mean we have a smile on our faces
Ot is it something more
What makes people happy
What makes me happy
Happiness is
Dancing all my emotions out
Dancing till I have no more energy
Dancing in the rain
Dancing spastically
Dancing like there is no tomorrow
Happiness it
Writing poems
Writing stories
Writing nonsense
Hapiness is
Hugging my mom
Hugging my sister
Hugging my nieces
Hugging my nephews
Hugging my best friends
Hugging in general
Happiness is
Watching movies
Watching TV
Watching the rain fall
Watching the snow fall
Watching the night come
Watching people dance
Happiness is
Singing songs
Singing with my sister
Singing for people
Singing really bad XD
Happiness is
Drinking Dr. Pepper
Eating Macaroni and Cheese
Drinking milk
Eating cold cereal
Happiness is
Smiling
Happiness is
Talking to people
Helping people
Texting people
Happiness is
Seeing others happy
Seeing a baby smile
Hearing a baby laugh
Happiness is all this to me and more
This is what happiness means to me
Authors Note:
Ok so I came to the realization the other day that I really only write poems when I am feeling down. I havent felt down in like 1 1/2 2 months now. So I really didn't write any. I was talking to someone and they were trying to help me find something to write about when I was happy. So I decided to write a poem about what happiness is to me. So I was listening to the song Happiness is from: You're a Good Man Charlie Brown and it inspired the writing format from this poem. Hence all the happiness is. So yeah I hope you enjoy it!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Scars
Scars
A word which can mean so many things
You can have scars in so many places
They all stories to go with them
You show then to everyone so they can be amazed with them
But there are always the one people can't see
The ones on your heart and soul
No one know they are there but you
They are from heartbreak, failure, and disapointment
After someone hurts you the wound is created
You are sad for a short period
Then the scar is made
The scar that will remain there forever
There is nothing you can do to get rid of it
The hidden scars
You only know that they are there
Where they came from
Who gave them to you
It makes it sore when you or think about the person
Then you find the one who you think will take the scars away
But they are always there
You open up to the person and show them the scars on your heart and soul
Now they know they are there
They do all they can to help you
Then you notice they have scars too
Everyone has hidden scars
Everyone has been broken
It is one simularity all humans have
It binds everyone together
Scars
One simple word
A word that means alot but also binds the world together
It brings everyone together in a special sense
No one knows
but everyone can relate
Something so sad and so great
Everyone has been hurt by something they thought they would have
Have forever
But instead it was replaced
Replaced with a scar
Sacrs
Break hurt torment
Scars
On the heart and soul forever
Authors Note:
Ok this poem is one of my worse ones I think. But I think it is so true that this is possibly what binds everyone together. hope you enjoy!
A word which can mean so many things
You can have scars in so many places
They all stories to go with them
You show then to everyone so they can be amazed with them
But there are always the one people can't see
The ones on your heart and soul
No one know they are there but you
They are from heartbreak, failure, and disapointment
After someone hurts you the wound is created
You are sad for a short period
Then the scar is made
The scar that will remain there forever
There is nothing you can do to get rid of it
The hidden scars
You only know that they are there
Where they came from
Who gave them to you
It makes it sore when you or think about the person
Then you find the one who you think will take the scars away
But they are always there
You open up to the person and show them the scars on your heart and soul
Now they know they are there
They do all they can to help you
Then you notice they have scars too
Everyone has hidden scars
Everyone has been broken
It is one simularity all humans have
It binds everyone together
Scars
One simple word
A word that means alot but also binds the world together
It brings everyone together in a special sense
No one knows
but everyone can relate
Something so sad and so great
Everyone has been hurt by something they thought they would have
Have forever
But instead it was replaced
Replaced with a scar
Sacrs
Break hurt torment
Scars
On the heart and soul forever
Authors Note:
Ok this poem is one of my worse ones I think. But I think it is so true that this is possibly what binds everyone together. hope you enjoy!
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Shattered
I thought I was getting myself into something wonderful
You taught me it was all right to be me
You changed me
Or so I thought
You were supposed to be the best thing that happened to me
Then there was the one moment that changed everything
You ruined it all
It only took three seconds
After that all we had was gone
Gone for good
Or so I thought
In that one moment you broke my heart
Broke it in three peices
Leaving two with me and taking one with you
You left me there alone with a big piece of my heart missing
Friends told me it would grow back
That the hole would be filled
But I was mad about it for too long
Everytime I tried to get close to someone else
You enter my hear
I see an image of your face and clearly hear your voice
The hole in my heart gets bigger
I swore I would never love again
So I wouldn't have to see you
It worked
I was happy once more
The hole was closing
Then I met someone
Someone I thought that maybe it would work
This time I didn't see or hear you
I was whole once more
Then you showed up
in person this time
You are not ruining the best thing I have ever had
Once more you are making me broken
Making the hole once more
Becasue of you I am shattered
Shattered for good
Authors Note:
There is a whole big story behind this poem. But I wrote it a while ago I don't feel this way anymore. I am happy so dont get worried that is all
You taught me it was all right to be me
You changed me
Or so I thought
You were supposed to be the best thing that happened to me
Then there was the one moment that changed everything
You ruined it all
It only took three seconds
After that all we had was gone
Gone for good
Or so I thought
In that one moment you broke my heart
Broke it in three peices
Leaving two with me and taking one with you
You left me there alone with a big piece of my heart missing
Friends told me it would grow back
That the hole would be filled
But I was mad about it for too long
Everytime I tried to get close to someone else
You enter my hear
I see an image of your face and clearly hear your voice
The hole in my heart gets bigger
I swore I would never love again
So I wouldn't have to see you
It worked
I was happy once more
The hole was closing
Then I met someone
Someone I thought that maybe it would work
This time I didn't see or hear you
I was whole once more
Then you showed up
in person this time
You are not ruining the best thing I have ever had
Once more you are making me broken
Making the hole once more
Becasue of you I am shattered
Shattered for good
Authors Note:
There is a whole big story behind this poem. But I wrote it a while ago I don't feel this way anymore. I am happy so dont get worried that is all
Monday, January 17, 2011
My Book
ok so I am writing a book. And it is coming along ok. I have the beginning done and the end is almost done and I have bits and pieces of the middle.
So a quick summary of the book is.
There is a girl named Erika and she is a dancer. Her mom died of cancer when she was little and her dad is in the army. So they move alot. And she hates it. She has two older brothers who are twins (AJ and CJ) She hates them too. She basically hates life. She contunies dancing only becasue it was her mothers dream so she feels as if she has to continue to the dream. So it is her sr year of highschool and they just moved to Conneticut. She is not happy. She goes through a bunch of crap and then meets a friend Lucy. They get in a car accident. Lucy dies and Erika lives. Erika suffers now from a broken pelivis, a broken leg, and damage all over her body. She can't dance again. She is devistated. And it is basically about how she goes throughout life.
So I had a movie magic moment about two weeks ago. It was a saturday and I was not being a happy camper, becasue my friends who I would make plans with kept ditching me. So yeah I walked outside and looked up at the sky and the second I looked up at the sky it started to snow. I swear I almost cried. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen ever!!! so i decieded to put something like that in my book so I did. As the end. It is not finished but I am going to put what I have :] hope you enjoy!
Note: This is still a first draft. Therefore I do not put anything in paragraphs. If you dont like it live with it. And it is also not all the way done so if it cuts off sorry! also first draft it is going to be messy and might not make sense in places.
I was in bed all day. I hadn't been to school since the last time I had that talk with Nick. Two weeks. I just couldn't handle school or people anymore. It was to much for me. The stares I got from people. I just couldn't do it. So I went back to sitting in a bed all day. Today was a bit different though. CJ and AJ were being super nice. They got home from school and came and carried me downstiars. They put me in my wheel chair and wheeled me outside. When we got out there I looked up and started crying. The sky was covered in grey clouds and snow was falling. It was the most beautiful thing I had seen in a long time. I had never seen snow like this. It was amazing. A flake hit my cheek and it felt like a little baby kiss that melted on my face. "Thank you." I said out of my teary sound. My brothers have never done something like this for me ever. It amazed me! "Your welcome Erika we thought you would like it." AJ said in a tone that was not his normal joking tone. HE said it very sincerly. I turned around to see my brothers faces. They were crying. I had never once felt colser to my brothers that I did now. We were all staring up at the sky now. It was silent, as the happy tears fell down our faces. I usually perferd rain but today I perferd snow. "Erika if you ever need anything you can always come to us. I know we haven't been the nicest to you in the past, but we were thinking about it and if you would have died in that accident we wouldn't know what to do. We love you." When CJ said this he was bawling. I looked up at him. "CJ I know thank you. YOu guys are the greatest people I know. I was always worried about not having friends and being alone. But I should have never worried about that, becasue I should have known I always have you two." The tears were freezing to my cheeks, like ice cicles. But I didn't care to much, I had the two best people right by me sharrig this special moment with me. Right now I didn't care about Nick or any of the kids at school. All I cared for was this moment, this moment in my life. This was the perfect way to end an emotional day.
That is all I am going to share with you right now! I do have more and if you guys like it then I will post more!
So a quick summary of the book is.
There is a girl named Erika and she is a dancer. Her mom died of cancer when she was little and her dad is in the army. So they move alot. And she hates it. She has two older brothers who are twins (AJ and CJ) She hates them too. She basically hates life. She contunies dancing only becasue it was her mothers dream so she feels as if she has to continue to the dream. So it is her sr year of highschool and they just moved to Conneticut. She is not happy. She goes through a bunch of crap and then meets a friend Lucy. They get in a car accident. Lucy dies and Erika lives. Erika suffers now from a broken pelivis, a broken leg, and damage all over her body. She can't dance again. She is devistated. And it is basically about how she goes throughout life.
So I had a movie magic moment about two weeks ago. It was a saturday and I was not being a happy camper, becasue my friends who I would make plans with kept ditching me. So yeah I walked outside and looked up at the sky and the second I looked up at the sky it started to snow. I swear I almost cried. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen ever!!! so i decieded to put something like that in my book so I did. As the end. It is not finished but I am going to put what I have :] hope you enjoy!
Note: This is still a first draft. Therefore I do not put anything in paragraphs. If you dont like it live with it. And it is also not all the way done so if it cuts off sorry! also first draft it is going to be messy and might not make sense in places.
I was in bed all day. I hadn't been to school since the last time I had that talk with Nick. Two weeks. I just couldn't handle school or people anymore. It was to much for me. The stares I got from people. I just couldn't do it. So I went back to sitting in a bed all day. Today was a bit different though. CJ and AJ were being super nice. They got home from school and came and carried me downstiars. They put me in my wheel chair and wheeled me outside. When we got out there I looked up and started crying. The sky was covered in grey clouds and snow was falling. It was the most beautiful thing I had seen in a long time. I had never seen snow like this. It was amazing. A flake hit my cheek and it felt like a little baby kiss that melted on my face. "Thank you." I said out of my teary sound. My brothers have never done something like this for me ever. It amazed me! "Your welcome Erika we thought you would like it." AJ said in a tone that was not his normal joking tone. HE said it very sincerly. I turned around to see my brothers faces. They were crying. I had never once felt colser to my brothers that I did now. We were all staring up at the sky now. It was silent, as the happy tears fell down our faces. I usually perferd rain but today I perferd snow. "Erika if you ever need anything you can always come to us. I know we haven't been the nicest to you in the past, but we were thinking about it and if you would have died in that accident we wouldn't know what to do. We love you." When CJ said this he was bawling. I looked up at him. "CJ I know thank you. YOu guys are the greatest people I know. I was always worried about not having friends and being alone. But I should have never worried about that, becasue I should have known I always have you two." The tears were freezing to my cheeks, like ice cicles. But I didn't care to much, I had the two best people right by me sharrig this special moment with me. Right now I didn't care about Nick or any of the kids at school. All I cared for was this moment, this moment in my life. This was the perfect way to end an emotional day.
That is all I am going to share with you right now! I do have more and if you guys like it then I will post more!
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Rain
Clouds grey
Sky gloomy
Water falls from the sky
A day where no one wants to go outside
All the kids play their rainy day games
Rain
But as for me
I am outside
Dancing
Thinking
Walking
Letting all emotions out
My favorite weather
It clears the land
It clears my head
Clears my head so I have no more worries
It makes me feel I can move on again
Water falls from the sky
A symbol of tears
A symbol of the world crying
When it rains I am thankful
Thankful for the earth
Thankful for my trials
Thankful for everything
Becasue when the rain stops
I am clean and happy once more
Authors Note:
Rain is my favorite weather truthfully. I wrote this when it was raining outside and I was stuck in school. I wanted to be out side so bad so instead i wrote about it! Hope you enjoy!
Sky gloomy
Water falls from the sky
A day where no one wants to go outside
All the kids play their rainy day games
Rain
But as for me
I am outside
Dancing
Thinking
Walking
Letting all emotions out
My favorite weather
It clears the land
It clears my head
Clears my head so I have no more worries
It makes me feel I can move on again
Water falls from the sky
A symbol of tears
A symbol of the world crying
When it rains I am thankful
Thankful for the earth
Thankful for my trials
Thankful for everything
Becasue when the rain stops
I am clean and happy once more
Authors Note:
Rain is my favorite weather truthfully. I wrote this when it was raining outside and I was stuck in school. I wanted to be out side so bad so instead i wrote about it! Hope you enjoy!
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Get Inspirerd
So one of my friends asked me how I get into the wrtting mode. So I thought I would share. So first I think of a past experience. Something that is worth writting about. Then if I can't find anything I will listen to a song off my Inpirational Playlist on my ipod. Then I will usually ask someone about their fears or something really happy and such to see if I can bounce an idea off that. Now if all fails I do this thing called a thought train. I will show you how it goes:
Cookie-milk-cows-farm-pigs-pink-tickle-elmo-big bird-love-devine-destiny-magic-Harry Potter-Draco Malfoy-so fine-good-emotion-dark-light-eyes-brown-chocolate-james-payden-macaroni and cheese-thursdays-papers-writting-favorite-dr pepper-headache-migrain-sick-yucky-sleep-bed-snuggie-pillow pet-beat boxing-james-julia-fashionable-dresses-prom-ian-mission-ethan-brother-family
that is a thought train and I use it all the time if you are ever stuck in writers block use it it helps.
Cookie-milk-cows-farm-pigs-pink-tickle-elmo-big bird-love-devine-destiny-magic-Harry Potter-Draco Malfoy-so fine-good-emotion-dark-light-eyes-brown-chocolate-james-payden-macaroni and cheese-thursdays-papers-writting-favorite-dr pepper-headache-migrain-sick-yucky-sleep-bed-snuggie-pillow pet-beat boxing-james-julia-fashionable-dresses-prom-ian-mission-ethan-brother-family
that is a thought train and I use it all the time if you are ever stuck in writers block use it it helps.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
His Hands
Note:This is a Religous Poem
My life is not the easiest one
Then again whose is
There are so many trials in my life
Sometimes I don't think I can go on
It is to hard
It gets complicated
So complicated I just break down
Then I go searching fo the meaning
The meaning of life
I wonder if life has a meaning
Then I get the feeling to stop
Stop and pray
Praying
The communication between people and God
I ask for things to be better
Then hard times are lifted
And I see his hand working in my life
Turning things around
Helping me turn around
Turn around to get back on the path
The path so I can find my way
Find my way back to him someday
His Hand guides me but does not do things for me
Then I realize we are his hands
We do the work for the Lord
The work he can't do on this earth
He can do all things
But we are here
Here to be his hands
His hands are there to help me in my life
I am greatful to see his hands in my life
As well as I am to be his hands
To help this earth
To hel his gospel spread
Spread throughout the earth
Everytime I am being used as his hands
My testimony grows
My life is full of complicated things
But whose isn't
There are so many trails
But beacsue of his hands
I would never wish to take any of it back
He helps me grow
He gives me my trails
So my weak self can become strong
He helps me everyday
Helps me with his hands
Authors note:
Ok this is my favorite poem I have ever written. It is my testimony of the gospel. I hope you like it
My life is not the easiest one
Then again whose is
There are so many trials in my life
Sometimes I don't think I can go on
It is to hard
It gets complicated
So complicated I just break down
Then I go searching fo the meaning
The meaning of life
I wonder if life has a meaning
Then I get the feeling to stop
Stop and pray
Praying
The communication between people and God
I ask for things to be better
Then hard times are lifted
And I see his hand working in my life
Turning things around
Helping me turn around
Turn around to get back on the path
The path so I can find my way
Find my way back to him someday
His Hand guides me but does not do things for me
Then I realize we are his hands
We do the work for the Lord
The work he can't do on this earth
He can do all things
But we are here
Here to be his hands
His hands are there to help me in my life
I am greatful to see his hands in my life
As well as I am to be his hands
To help this earth
To hel his gospel spread
Spread throughout the earth
Everytime I am being used as his hands
My testimony grows
My life is full of complicated things
But whose isn't
There are so many trails
But beacsue of his hands
I would never wish to take any of it back
He helps me grow
He gives me my trails
So my weak self can become strong
He helps me everyday
Helps me with his hands
Authors note:
Ok this is my favorite poem I have ever written. It is my testimony of the gospel. I hope you like it
Monday, January 10, 2011
Finding My Neverland
People always ask me when will you grow up
I don't know how to answer so I just walk away
Everyday I get funny looks becasue of my childish acts
I look at those people and break inside
A kind of breaking where my systems shut down
It is a heart breaking feeling
Then I start thinking, wondering about if I really do need to grow up
Change me and be someone different
I breakdown and cry sometimes
Then I realize I have the key to the door
The door to my Neverland
Neverland a place where no one has to grow up
A place where you can always be yourself
A place where you can have no worries
It is not anyone elses Neverland it is mine
I know I can always be happy there
I can sing dance and play with no worries
Everyone is friends, no one makes fun of one another
It is a place that is under lock and key in the back of my mind
There so no one outside can enter in
It is my place
My Neverland
A place where all life is beautiful
Everyone lives to the fullest of their potential
Everyone is here not to grow up
To have the childhood they have always wanted
Everyone is happy
There is no emptyness at all
No overpowering feeling but happiness
Everywhere you go in Neverland you have a friend
NO one has to worry here
No anxiety
No depression
No emptyness
No fear
No heartbreak
Nothing but happiness and love in my Neverland
I don't have to grow up ever
I am perfect the way I am
Always young at heart
but sooner or later I have to walk out the door
The door in my mind and lock it up
I don't want anyone to enter in and destroy it all
So I walk out and go out in the real world once more
And take the critisim
The hate
The looks
Bottle it all up inside me until my cup is full
When that time comes and I am sad once more
I go unlock the door to my Neverland again
And enter into a place like none other
The place I wanna stay forever
It breaks my heart that I can't
An escaping place in my mind
It is mine forever
My own little place
For no one else but me
MY NEVERLAND!
Authors Note:
This poem is based off of life experiences. It came from my heart. It came from my feelings. I really believe that everyone has their own Neverland. So i dedicate this poem to everyone who feels alone and lost, who doesn;t know where to turn. It took me months to write this. It was hard to write. to get the wording right. I had alot of writers block. I wasn't sure if I wanted to let my ture feelings out to the world. So here it is for people to read! HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!
I don't know how to answer so I just walk away
Everyday I get funny looks becasue of my childish acts
I look at those people and break inside
A kind of breaking where my systems shut down
It is a heart breaking feeling
Then I start thinking, wondering about if I really do need to grow up
Change me and be someone different
I breakdown and cry sometimes
Then I realize I have the key to the door
The door to my Neverland
Neverland a place where no one has to grow up
A place where you can always be yourself
A place where you can have no worries
It is not anyone elses Neverland it is mine
I know I can always be happy there
I can sing dance and play with no worries
Everyone is friends, no one makes fun of one another
It is a place that is under lock and key in the back of my mind
There so no one outside can enter in
It is my place
My Neverland
A place where all life is beautiful
Everyone lives to the fullest of their potential
Everyone is here not to grow up
To have the childhood they have always wanted
Everyone is happy
There is no emptyness at all
No overpowering feeling but happiness
Everywhere you go in Neverland you have a friend
NO one has to worry here
No anxiety
No depression
No emptyness
No fear
No heartbreak
Nothing but happiness and love in my Neverland
I don't have to grow up ever
I am perfect the way I am
Always young at heart
but sooner or later I have to walk out the door
The door in my mind and lock it up
I don't want anyone to enter in and destroy it all
So I walk out and go out in the real world once more
And take the critisim
The hate
The looks
Bottle it all up inside me until my cup is full
When that time comes and I am sad once more
I go unlock the door to my Neverland again
And enter into a place like none other
The place I wanna stay forever
It breaks my heart that I can't
An escaping place in my mind
It is mine forever
My own little place
For no one else but me
MY NEVERLAND!
Authors Note:
This poem is based off of life experiences. It came from my heart. It came from my feelings. I really believe that everyone has their own Neverland. So i dedicate this poem to everyone who feels alone and lost, who doesn;t know where to turn. It took me months to write this. It was hard to write. to get the wording right. I had alot of writers block. I wasn't sure if I wanted to let my ture feelings out to the world. So here it is for people to read! HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
writing
ok so i have made this blog for all my writtings i will start posting later today. title i always make sure i have the right inspiration before i write. so yeah... i will post poems and segments from my book and yeah haha :P
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