Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Summer

Just a few more months. So lets talk.

What're you going to do this summer?

I'm going to take an airplane to a far away land
Claim it with a flag, don't say I can't

I'm gonna place flowers on each of your doors
Swiffer sweep each an every one of your floors

Play hands up stands up in the middle of a playground
Steal a few things from a lost and found

Press repeat a couple times for my favorite song
Always do whats right, lets try a little wrong

Stay up just a little too late
Pick a lock of an unknown gate

Stick my tongue out at a little child
Dip my strips in something a little mild

Pop out of a sun roof of a moving car
Heated wind on my skin, see a falling star

Skinny dip in a lake that's just too dang cold
Can you see little me doing anything that bold

Place a dime in a struggling musicians case
Take a hike, way up high and leave no trace

Get sun burnt over and over, never learn a thing
Go to a wedding for a friend, hold their diamond ring

Wear shorts too short, make them men go crazy
Kick back on my couch, feel a little lazy

Sky dive, plum-it to my death
No worries, I'll take my last breath

What you looking forward to this Summer? :)



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Thursday, March 21, 2013

TBT / Words That Move Me

Lyrics.
Don't they have a way of moving us.
Sometimes I feel like "how could anyone feel as attached to music as I do" just because certain songs I have such intimate (not the sexy kinda intimate) relationships with. It's just something internally, emotionally that can calm me or pump me up. However, I am sure about everyone has these same experiences. It just reminds me of how even the most outspoken person is still such a mystery. I pulled out a few old journals last night (in hopes of finding the exact date of mine and Jordan's first kiss for a project I wanted to do) and just about every page had random lyrics or poems. I miss this about myself. I don't write nearly as much as I once did. It used to be something I was so passionate about.

Any-who...

Here are a few lyrics that speak to me currently. I like how I can take them out of context and fit them to me personally.
"Shoot me down. But I won't fall. I am titanium"
"I will go down with this ship. And I won't put my hands up and surrender."
"Let me feel you. Carry you higher. Watch your words spread hope like fire."
"I don't want the world to see me 'cause I don't think that they'd understand."
"Life happens while you're making other plans."
"I have spread some love and some lies. I'm only truthful half the time. But truthfully darlin' you held me close and I've never felt so alive."
"Backstreet's back alright!"

Okay so the last one was kinda just for fun. But in loving spirit of Throwback Thursdays here we go.

 Vegas '10

 My 19th Birthday.

 Halloween '08

Amy and I, 2010

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Saturday, January 26, 2013

Balance

Life is a balancing act. I do not believe that any one person has it easy no matter how they make it seem. I once heard that the person you think to be the happiest person you know could possibly be on a suicide mission. When I heard that was the biggest wake up call to me. How can anyone treat anyone horribly when we don't know, ever really know, anyone's emotional struggles? How can we judge? How can I judge?

Life is a balancing act. At least for me. If ever I feel moments of anger, I try to take deep breaths. If ever I feel ounces of sadness, I try to count my blessings. If ever I feel overwhelmed, I try to close my eyes and resolve. I don't believe we can really control our emotions, we can just try our best to keep them balanced. Because, in my eyes, it is healthy to feel them all.

Deep down I always hope to be able to lift someone when they are secretly having emotional struggles of their own. Somehow help them. I am not sure what it is laziness or selfishness but most days I just don't try hard enough to reach out to others.  


 Oh and Jordan has had me listen to "Raindrops" about 5 times today. I think it's by Lifehouse? Well it's stuck in my head!
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Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Simple.

You may not know my struggles. 
I may not know yours.
Sometimes - not always,
Days are like chores.
My heart gets weak when I allow it to.
Being strong is all I want to do.
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