Ice Sculpture. 1st Place!

I try not to cry for
it's how I was raised.
so I hold it all in...
as if I was never fazed.

Nothing in life comes easily.
Life can't be put on hold.
And all I want to do is breath,
but my lungs, my heart is cold.

They've shaped me how they wanted
and they say it was out of love,
but I always feel so empty inside.
Is ice what my heart's made of?

For this is no trait inherited.
This feeling so cold in my heart...
Maybe I'm just an ice sculpture,
their cold and hollow work of art.

One day I am going to melt
or perhaps I may even shatter.
I just know someday I will break,
so what does it even matter?

Acrostic - Butterfly.

Beautiful creatures.

Underestimated at times.

Tis a child one day.

Twill grow the next.

Everyday is a new day.

Really just a chance to grow.

For every day you live...

Life is your cocoon.

You are a butterfly, so fly.

OLD - Untitled - Life...?

I understand that life is difficult,

and in truth, living is actually optional,
but in a world such as ours,
you need to continue to be rational.

Life is a gift that we've been given
and there has to be some sort of reason.
Life isn't just some sports game;
you can't just sit out a season.

Life isn't easy, not even at the start.
We are born into the world crying
but it's proof that we're alive.
Then in the end, we leave, dying.

The way your life turns out,
in the end, is really all up to you.
It's hard but you've gotta keep on goin'.
Trust me, you'll make through.

OLD - Untitled.

Tell me why the sun shines brighter,

while that good man’s heart begins to dim?

Can you tell me why our worlds so cruel?

Our world that grows to be a place so grim.

We all know this battle has to stop.

There is no love or compassion anymore.

And it’s hard see the good in people,

when you can see the destruction of this war.

Negotiate using words as ammunition,

you don’t need guns to make an agreement.

Relax and just put away your weapons.

Don’t fight because you think it’s convenient.

Peace is all we need in the world,

so could you try to find it in your heart,

and not in those exploding bombs,

that people use to tear this country apart.

OLD - Heart&Key.

I sat on the sidewalk,

crying in the rain...

Our eyes locked for a moment,

and you saw my pain.

On that sorrowful day,

I was truly afraid.

I locked away my heart,

but you offered me a trade.

You asked for my heart,

or rather, the key...

You swore never to hurt me,

and you wouldn't tear it apart.

My hands had been shaking.

My eyes red from tears,

but I handed it over,

despite all of my fears.

You took me on an adventure

and set my solemn heart free.

Now after all this time...

You still have my heart.

You've kept your promise,

and never have we been apart.

Cheesy.

His arms wrapped around me,

his lips, his eyes, his hair...

Everything about him amazes me

and I cannot help but stare.

The way his heartbeats,

his words, his mind…

I think a guy like this

is certainly hard to find.

What does he see in me?

I know what I see in him.

With him I can laugh and smile.

He makes a bad day less grim.

I tend to not open up to many.

He is different from all the rest.

He is someone who I can talk to.

Not one word can describe him best.

I feel that this poem is cheesy,

but what can I do? I fell for him.

Cheesiness is just a side effect.

I'm done fighting. I'm giving in.

OLD - My Night Flight.

When I go to bed at night,

my imagination takes flight.

In my mind, I am soaring.

I see a sky that is worth adoring.

And when I hear you calling,

I start unwillingly falling...

Then when you catch me,

I know that I am safe.

And one day we will meet

all because of faith.

Stop Thinking.

I do not wish hearts broken...

Could this be what I think it is?

I have forgotten this feeling...

I need to stop thinking like this.

Though I know I cannot;

I wish to see him everyday.

Even when know I should,

I cannot seem to stay away.

I am comfortable to speak

because I do not have to hide.

There is something about him

that makes me very happy inside.

Falling vs. Love.

Falling is the easiest part,
but deciding whether or not
love resides within the heart
is the hardest part to me.

How do you know it's love?
Is it something you should fight?
Would you know when
it's wrong or when it's right?

I know myself better than anyone else...
And so I have a tendancy to fall easily
which makes love that much more scary.

Untitled.

Was today but a dream...

I don't know what it was,

but I don't want to wake up

or fall asleep...

My mind is fighting

the flow of this flooded stream

of mixed emotions.

Falling is scary because you never know

when or if you'll hit rock bottom.

But I know that when I'm with you

this happiness... this me, is true.

Time Lost.

For a time
I forgot.

I forgot
how to write.

I forgot
how to feel.

For a time
I forgot
how to love
and
who to trust.

For a time
I felt lost.
I lost time.

For a time,
time just stopped.

For a time
there was no one.

That time
has come & gone,
but there was
a time.

Once upon
at time...

Last Days.

If yesterday was the last yesterday,
would you have any regrets?

If today were the last today,
would you have unfinished 'projects?'

If tomorrow were the last tomorrow...
would you be willing to forget,
the regrets of your last yesterday,
and finish what you started today?

Live life like there's no tomorrow
and leave nothing unfinished.

Try to live, but don't forget...
you don't want live a last today in regret.

Suffocating.

The little time life gives me in a day,
won't allow me to relax.

It feels like I'm just throwing my life away
while I sit in class searching for the facts.

Fact is life isn't going to slow down.
Not for you, not for anybody.

I'm stressed.
I'm in distress.
I'm suffocating
trying to breath
when I feel the need to scream.

I want to break free
but I'm afraid of falling
from this tree
that my family
has grown before me.