innocence

You go beyond pushing boundaries,

You downright break them

And ignore them.

I wish I could be strong enough

To tell you to stop,

Put you in your place.

The problem is

I can't place you.

The problem is

I love how you love me.

The problem is

I never want you to stop.

Let's cut up the boundaries together

And then drown in the pool of red.

here, there, and everywhere

We drew the lines in the sand. We looked down at it and smiled, both understood. Then the tide picked up, and the waves washed those lines away. And we're left confused, right where we started.

mirror images

You are afraid.
Afraid to know once and for all that You really aren't good enough.
All Your insecurities will be realized.
So You decide to not do anything.
Wait for something to happen.
But nothing's going to happen.

bright

Its 1 a.m. and i'm in my car, alone, in a drive-thru. Through my sideview mirror I catch a glimpse of the person in the car behind me. He's wearing a black shirt. He has black hair and is very thin and pale. He's also alone. At that moment, for no unprecedented reason, I want to know what he is thinking more than anything in the world. I want to know his dreams, his worries, his passions. I want to know where he is going, where he is coming from. I want to know if he's going home to a wife and a little baby girl, or going to some raging party. I continue to stare at him, now from my rearview mirror. I wonder if he sees me staring. When he looks in my direction, I wonder if he's looking at me, or past me. It's impossible to tell.

touch

All anyone wants is someone to hold them.

Hold them like they'll never let go.

Hold them as if they've never held anyone else.

seashell

I thought that she was everything I wanted to be.

Because she was everything you wanted.

But I've come to realize that I don't want to be anything like her.

I want to be unapologetic. I want to speak my mind. I want to be inspiring.

I want to be me.

a girl

She puts one foot in front of the other. Making sure her right heel touches her left toe. Her hands reach out on either side. This doesn't help her much, but she sees other people often do this, so she follows accordingly without second thought. Left, Right, Left, Right, Le...she stumbles. She teeters from side to side until she is able to regain her center. She wonders how long it will be until she finally falls. She has been walking for days now. Walking on the ledge, one foot after the other. Occasionally she will pause and strain to see what lies beneath her, what waits for her, but it is so hard to see. She wonders which way she will fall. She wonders if it even matters, if it will even make a difference. She dances.