My Friend.

Crying tears of joy,

tears of sadness.

Crying and knowing

that you called

because you knew,

because you are

my best friend.

You are important.

You're very existence

has changed the lives

of many.

This is to you.

A poem

with little

to no rhyme.

You deserve not a dime,

but all the money

in the entire world

could never be

equivalent

to how much you

or your friendship

is worth.

Thank you.

My friend.

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 - You make me want to believe...

I remember seeing you just the other day,

right across from my front yard.

You make me want to believe,

but I can't; I'm too emotionally scarred.

I remember the way you'd say hi to me,

when you'd catch me running down the halls.

You make me want to believe in love,

but my heart is trapped within concrete walls.

I remember the way things used to be,

before the night of February 8th.

You make me want to believe,

but how can I when I've lost all faith?

I remember the storm on that night.

On that night my faith was lost.

You make me want to believe in true love,

but how much would that cost? [...my heart?]

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.

OLD - Fourteen Years Father.

Recently I've turned fourteen.

Nothing seems different or new.

A part of me feels missing.

Your gone and it's obviously true.

Never have we met before,

but now I will be trying.

After fourteen years,

some long years of crying.

I always did wonder,

if you left me by choice??

I haven't seen your face,

or ever heard your voice.

I wish to seek out my father,

Just to tell him, “Goodbye."

Sorry that I left Mother,

but you know that I have to try.