Elementia hope

I wish… I could run like an Olympian I could draw without restrictions I could dance like nobody is watching I could sing as pretty as a mockingbird I wish… I could be a world traveler I could walk outside with the perfect weather every day I could save all of th

I wish I had a tree house One to sit in all day with my spouse I would read to the leaves Feel my hair move with the breeze A tree supporting so much Like a caring father that does such The power to hold all Until it gets cold, and the leaves fall.

We live on our floating planet, this hunk, this rock, we are so small. 

It doesn’t matter, When the sun sets to the west It doesn’t matter, How fast the current is in the ocean It doesn’t matter, When a storm passes through the plains It doesn’t matter, The way stars twinkle in the night sky It doesn’t matter, When the sun shines on a sandy beach It doesn’t matter, I

On the third day, we took the shortest way Climbed a mountain and I stayed Found my wings, and dropped down While I died, heard a sound And the sound told me things That had once pulled my strings Then I saw my true self Overhead the crows spun round the peak The sound was coming from their beaks

It was a mild day in the middle of the summer, not the type that glued your shirt to your back, but the type where the soft spoken wind whistled easy, breezy tunes if you weren’t too busy to listen. Me, being a kid, I was never busy.

And how are we supposed to get out of this, after our hope has been washed out and dried, and the fevers stay burning our foreheads and skulls, not even cooled by the tears that we’ve cried.

What happens when you’re at a stand still in life? high school seemed to go by fast – and now you’re left with memories. Whether you were the individualist, the beautiful person, the jock, the punk rocker, or the nerd, in the end you’re not concerned with what the next person said or heard. You’r

In a land of broken promises There lives a painter This painter only has one eye With that eye He sees horror He sees death He sees fire But most importantly He sees magic

My life is full of tragedy Hurt and pain left and right I see things a little differently Looking for sunshine in the night

I think I’ve met the snake of the earth And stepped in his rattling tail Ever since the day of my birth I’ve believed I was put here to fail

Daring to yearn for freedom as the doors of your prison open the view of white death before you all of your small hopes broken standing in a door between hell’s cold fingers brush your skin beautiful death covers the hills wait for a new torment to begin a terrible fate and broken will not wantin

Built into the foundation Of this very earth Is a virtue, More mysterious, More powerful Than life itself.

Etched in the building blocks of heaven, Inscribed on the clouds up high, Written below the ground I walk, Engraved on the sidewalks in the sky.

I wish had a tree house One to sit in all day with my spouse I would read to the leaves Feel my hair move with the breeze A tree supporting so much Like a caring father that does such The power to hold all Until it gets cold, and the leaves fall.

I wish that I could speak my mind more easily. I wish I didn’t fall in love so easily and that it weren’t so obvious.

Get behind the eight ball she said, which I had yet to understand. She said it meant to look ahead to the future. I sat there contemplating this saying for a while, and as I fell into a deep slumber my thoughts ran free.

Wake up Do my hair Put makeup on So they don’t stare

Wait a minute Nothing’s wrong with me I have friends And a family

Whoa, good thing I didn’t keep goin’ That almost turned out like another teenage poem

An act of courage is what I call,  In the eye of a parent a plummeting fall. An hour-long lecture will send him on his way.  It just seems like another reason to run away. These are words of wisdom you should borrow.  It will be better tomorrow.

I look at them around me Those who with my choices disagree My eyes drop They’re staring Quickly judging what they see.

Alone am I to every degree I never use the pronoun “we” I’m different Too different Locked out without a key,

My head tends to spin Because I’m on the outside looking in My heart starts to yearn The secrets of friendship I wish to learn I want to be inside And to be filled with pride I can imagine myself in there With the warm refreshing air I’m in a situation that I can’t win Unless I am taken in By a f

“To Strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.” Thou shalt never give up, What is rightfully his, Never whimper away from fears, Never give away their tears, Fight for what is right, Inside the brightest of light, We shall all have, The strength to carry on forever

I’m here, But No one sees me. I walk through, Invisible Like the truth Behind the mirror. For me, They have blind eyes Of icy blue. To get in I jump the fence. The spotlight hits me Shot On sight. I’m done trying. Throw in the towel. Focusing on me, My future’s bright I’m still Alone, But I’ll ch

Alone, I wait for you.

I sit quietly and picture you, wondering if you will still come.

Though a thousand stairwells have I traversed, never has one felt so alone and empty until I waited for you.

What shall be wrong with me? What shall I fear What shall be wrong with me is nothing I fear For If I shall fear what is wrong with me I shall only fear myself Even though you shall see me you shall not know. I am a person like everyone else I have friends and family A life of my own I shall be l

Today is one of those days, where everyone stops to take a minute and appreciate what we have, rather than what we want. We worry about the tiny little things in life that don’t matter, instead of the things that can change our life. Today is one of those days.

Standing on this stage, my life flashing before My eyes, I remember a time of Youthful Bliss where the impossible was possible.

Singing sweet melodies to Snow White and The Wicked Witch, six with fans hanging On to my every Judy Garland high note.

Yeah, I’m a dreamer, I dream of so many things.

But do you know what separates all you other dreamers from me? You all actually work to achieve your dreams, you dream about the future and what you want to become.

The lovely tune sounding brilliantly through the air Wonderful feelings as the clear notes catch The song shines and gleams, its rays golden and fair

There is a thing that is stronger than yourself, That is from you; its plan is one of stealth. White-hot insults out of a mouth are poured, Never underestimate the power of a word!

The hate that lived within me, that inhabited my very core Gone!

It has no home with me anymore I’ve let it go It no longer rules me

I’m free To have joy unknown I’m free To claim love as my own I’m free To live life without a burden

I think more about my future I can't understand my future I see that future is very difficult