always go.

the stream contains courage,
water is the courage,
water slowly comes,
but always goes.

the bird is strength,
it sings its lovely ways on a branch,
but soon becomes frightened,
the bird flies away.

people contain these attributes at one point,
but people,
they are like a stream and a bird,
they come but always go.

a wish.

the sound,
of sharp metal to ice,
the swish,
of short dresses to be admired,
a cheering in her head.

the smell,
of ice freshly cleaned,
by its water counterpart,
of success just on the next jump.

the sight,
quickly passing from speed,
but vivid whiteness.

the feeling,
of being free,
of being happy,
of being found.

broken.

her gown's all askew,
nothing can tame her,
ripping and slamming,
hitting and pushing.

garments along the floor,
shoes litter the empty spaces,
her bed cover scattered on the floor,
a lifeless heap blocking the door.

she recently had courage and ambition,
but all in a moments notice,
gone away,
why? she will never say.

depression.

mindlessly wandering from room to room,
not a clue as to when,
or where.

staring at the ceiling when darkness comes,
sleep has not been anticipated,
for a long time.

life has no point,
no meaning anymore,
she doesnt believe it ever did.

why should she stay.
when nothing good could come,
nothing she could savor or hold.

all the feeling has long been drained,
her pale face has long been a mystery,
she doesnt believe anymore.

darkness.

hello darkness,
joy has been extinguished by your might,
life has trampled off to meet a terrible doom,
happiness has no desire to thrive under your conditions.

it revolts me to see the world so,
i cry when the moon gives up its task of lighting this dreary world,
animals rush around hoping for a chance of safety,
trees sway in uncertainty.

fires glow to ease this pain,
but soon they too are extinguished,
just like joy.

rain.

the feeling of rain trampling down you back,
a dark, lonely figure in the dark,
only the dim lighting of lampposts to keep you sane,
only this rain to keep away the pain.

waking up.

i had a dream,
i went to heaven,
then i woke up,
and i was in hell.

bottles everywhere,
with sinful smells.
thirsty for more,
i dont want to be here.

a short trip through fresh air,
in to another hole,
one i cannot escape.

im thirsty for more,
im thirsty for trouble,
save me, save me.
hell was unleashed.

nature.

i wish i were a tree,
nothing to care about,
but the wind through my branches,
and the water through my roots.

i wish i were a flower,
nothing to care about,
but the sunlight on my petals,
and spreading my beauty.

i wish i were beautiful,
i wish i were strong,
i wish i were admired,
i wish i were Nature.

a brave flower.

a seed planted in dirty soil,
gets a little water && sunlight,
sprouts small but lively,
all alone this seed tries to live.

one year conditions are great,
this little sprout grows and grows,
all he is is a stem of green,
but he always strives for more.

one lovely spring,
he grows bud and wishes
his mother was there to say,
"oh! my little boy is growing up!"

slowly and proudly this stem grows flowers,
beautiful blooming flowers,
for all to see,
awesome colors spread in his petals.

but darkness comes,
like it does everyday,
and his petals close to be safe,
but winter comes quickly freezing his sepals close.

he is dying,
in this dark cold time,
he is dying all alone,
just like he started.

morning arrives,
he tries to become alive,
but all he has are dying petals,
and a weak stem.

he is dying,
all alone,
just as his life began.

black and white.

all the color is draining,
from my life,
from my landscape,
from my heart and soul.

i can't see fun,
or love anymore.
i am blind to happiness,
depression graying the sights.

fog drifts to cover my path,
im stuck in the same place,
with no one to help pull me through,
no one but my bleak self,
weakened by my terrible past.

spring break.

waves crashing,
hearts found,
love floating,
sand thrown.

vacation's here,
with nothing to share,
it gives its all,
and we take it without a thought.

all the happiness,
all the burns,
we take it all,
then leave it here.