Rain falls, thousands of drops,
Some landing in puddles, some on tree tops.
Some join others, some fall away,
All the rain goes some where, night or day.

People are like the rain, gathering and not...
They are everwhere, each one sought,
A group to find, a place to fit in,
A puddle to share, a relationship to begin.

Some failed and then gave up,
Drinking away what could have been.
Some found what they thought was good,
But then realized they had to start again...

Some found the greatest treasure,
Deep within themselves, no more looking,
It was there all along within...
Not in a group or relationship...

Each of us is our own perfect raindrop.
The fortunate are those that realize it.

Mixed Bag

Got a mixed bag and its weighing me down...
It's heavy between the anvil and the crown...
Do I have to bear this pedistal?
This mixed bag is not that cool...
I have love and pain and confusion mixed in...
I have encouragement and discouragement, accusations of sin...
I have friends true and enemies disguised...
I am admired and I am dispised...
It's the bag I have to carry, think I'll lighten the load,
Let go of some of it so I can get down the road...
And be on my merry way to the rest of my life.

Directions?

This life is full of roads and paths...
Some claim to have the ultimate map...
I took the road they said I should take.
It was one way pointing to light...
but the road took a turn and suddenly,
Everything was so dark.
Still one way, further and further...
I had to pull over before I crashed.
On the side of the road, I noticed
A short path to the other side...
A road going back toward the light I crave.
It's a hilly road with twists and turns,
The kind I like to drive upon...
So I took the bumpy path to the other side,
And now I'm on my way...
Joyfully taking the twists and turns as they come...
Driving confidently down this cool road.
Don't know where it ends,
Don't know if it's considered high or low,
Seems like both but its the one I chose,
And I'm happy with my choice, where ever it may lead.

All That I Am

Poetry flows from my soul
through a life full of strife and love,
Joy and pain help me regain
A true perspective like never before.
Now I am grown, now I can love...
Now I am free to be as I am...

Judge me if you will, I am who I will be.
See me for who I am, and love me anyway...
And you will secure my long lasting friendship,
And I will do anything for you as I am able.
When you are down, I will encourage,
When you are sad, I'll cry with you.
When you are happy I will laugh with you,
And when you are in a rotten mood I'll put up with it,
And hope I can help bring you to a better place.
For life is full of joy and pain and strife,
I will try to be one that helps make it worth it all.
And when I love you, I will love you with all my might;
All that I am and everything I have.

Ripples

Body's bruised, feeling used
Worn out and ugh, quite spent
Joy and tears switch their gears
And came as fast as they went.
Mistakes were made, some things were said
Some actions proved what's real
Some people gone I loved so long
How am I s'posed to feel?
Sadness, yes, is this to test
Sincerety of my heart?
Over joyed to feeling annoyed
Are not too far apart.
How do I end, to make ammends
When the trust just isn't there?
How do you start with a broken heart
In a situation unfair...
And do I dare continue to care?

Afraid of what?

YOU STAY AWAY, GET AWAY FROM ME!

I HATE YOU, STAY AWAY, GO JUMP IN THE SEA.

DON'T TOUCH ME AGAIN, PLEASE JUST GO!

TAKE MY ONLY MODE, TAKE MY BOAT AND ROW~

[is this the moment I take his life?] DESIST, BACK AWAY!

[is this the moment I take his ability to walk astray?]

TAKE MY GEAR, TAKE WHAT EVER YOU WANT!

[but you're not taking me, so stop your hunt!]

GO! I'M CALLING FOR HELP, SOMEONE HELP ME!

[quick, before I hurt him, and feed the wild of the sea]

PLEASE, GET AWAY FROM ME, SEE THE TEARS ON MY FACE?

[I really don't want to be accountable for your life's waste]

I AM AFRAID [but you really don't know why,]

[I'm afraid I may disable you] SO AFRAID AM I...


...He took my boat scoffing and rowed away,
the coastguard drove me home... I was okay...
So glad for practiced patience and control...
Self defense, not revenge my only goal.