Monday, October 26, 2009




your eyelashes lift open like curtains
your window is not closin, i'm certain.
im home inside this feeling.


smile, take a look inside yourself,
memories are books on your shelf.
never forget what you've felt..

Saturday, October 24, 2009



the pizzeria's closed, and its too late to dine.
we gathered our clothes and snuck some wine.
we dove.. sipped and smoked into conversation.
in unstable circumstance, we create unification.
these words, may they twist and assist you.
and all the songs i wrote are gunna miss you.
the clock ticks, tocks, and stops.
i lost time, when i felt it drop.
let it fall. let it lift, let it lift right off the floor.
its funny when the body silently asks for more.


Thursday, October 22, 2009

a bird in a cage.
jumps right off my page.
as i open my mouth its melody flies out.
it has nowhere to hide. but in your ears,
and your mind.
to wake you up, and shake you up.
untill you cant stop
believing in the love
you've got.


im only awake because the sun
hasnt come up yet.
he tells me
to sleep.. relapse into dreams.
the sun my friend, he reads me
stories till i fall outta my head.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009



little
girl.
simple. happy.
easy to please.
free. beautiful.
& fond of tea parties.
unexposed & claylike,
with a smile .
like daylight.
curious as i learned
to be serious..
it is nature's will to crave.
let the brain drink knowledge
each and every day.


& as is runs down smooth,
it may just calm your mood.
like a hot cup of coffee,
it does nothing but soothe.



watch them grow flow and expand.
the faces, legs, & hands..
you once called me your best friend.
and i dont know if ill ever see you again.


im feelin just a little homesick.
lost my mind in the words i travel through.
pieces broke apart and scattered everywhere
lost sentences tangeled at a constant.
stardust, fade us.
i will retreat to the moon.
and i will only bring you.

im feelin just a little homesick as im swimmin.
the ship sank, the ocean swallowed my thoughts in.
fish found verbs that changed their flow
may my words travel through time, oh
and all around the world.
alive i remain a litterary little girl.

Monday, October 19, 2009




perhaps my body wants to remain a mystery to you.
it may delight in your fascination as your hands stroll down
my skin.. they run wild like imagination.

i want to feel it. but i hold back.
curiosity can be temporary.
i want to let go release and crash
crash right into clarity.




as i put this tea cup to my lips

i taste my thoughts and senses.

my mood, mirrors and reflects it.

a soul so warm so calm and sound.

a lonely neck suits to wrap scarves around.

& layer after layer after layer.

its starting to feel the way it did.

except my face and mind have changed..
no longer suspended in a childlike phase.

no i cant close my eyes and make it fade.

i cant turn my back and run away.

from these familiar feelings,
as they reel me in..
this year i am "alone"
with no man

to call my 2nd home.

but it feels right.

it feels fine,

to love the skin i never had to find.

this simple strength.. its been here all along.

& our memories will always inspire a good song.
she tells me words are weapons but they dont have
to be for expression, no one can be demanding in a
misunderstanding. i'd rather words be flowers & branches.
so the sun comes up, & gives us second chances.
words like flowers..not just beautiful, but real and pure..
will they fall like leaves? ill never know for sure.
will they fall like trees from the weight of snow?
we'll never know. you tell me words are weapons
but id rather leaves falling from your mouth.
i'd rather have you speaking softly aloud.
but i stopped hearing you, after you began to shout.

Friday, October 16, 2009

reached in my pocket and found a bag
containing the love i've always had.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009


i've cleansed myself through redmedies
that i've held all along.. inside of me.
it is fine that not everyone will understand.
its okay that not everyone will take my hand.
my thoughts are pure as possible, my heart
in check. i feel it talkin & beatin in my chest..
im human and sometimes i tend to make a mess.

i wish i never met you.
i really do.
i wish i never made you laugh.
i wish we never established
a connection. i wish you were
never once a best friend.
i stopped tying our loose ends.
cause there's nothing left
but arrogant misconceptions.


Sunday, October 11, 2009

laughter pulled all four of us in, 
heads turn to the breaker of silence.
my heart 
felt 
her 
delight, 
her very contagious light.

even if i were to tragically go deaf,
there would still exist the music box in my head.

does it make you feel better? using writing as some sort
of weapon for your own lost satisfaction? im so sick of your
judgments and it hurts my head when you abuse your talents.
i cant help but read it. i cant blame my mind, its ever so curious.
i must detach my emotions from negativity, yet who are you to
judge me? you did not see him and me grow together as a team.
lay your anger and insecurity to rest, and make a change for the best.
don't let things that remind you of me cloud your head.

whale saves sky.

stomping to the beat, crunching over the grass and leaves..
eyes opened danielle pulls up her sleeves.
we dig into the mysteries. in liquid, falling..
floating. eyes closed now and hoping
that in seonds we'll be gasping through into the morning. .

my body.. i feel every
bone moving
towards
my
favorite feel
ings..
may the leaves fall down, & create warm sounds.
may the snow fall after i've sorted this all out.
i watch this song unravel in my very own head
it unfolds onto my pillows, and it calls me to rest.
i feel every atom pulling me towards happiness.
it tastes like a day to explore, i want more.
we can find a way to communicate
we can find a way not even verbally.
it tastes like a day to explore, we want more.
i can do so in books,
i can do so with looks,
study your face in a room with no light,
play hide & go seek & cover your eyes.
we spill out into the city streets.
we sink deep down and around, underneath
the pavement, as puddles distort my placement.

the molecules of my being are floating towards something.
something quite beautiful actually. its blue.. like the ocean..
its green green grass, sunshine lit. its the places ive been,
its a favor when you choose to pass it.

i look around, where are you now its always open when youre around.
im waiting for the buildings to fall, im waiting to make sense of it all.
but my hands want to be on you
flying inside the ocean,
under water we speak with motion.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

where there is kindness
there is natural guidence,
simple pure happiness.
where there is negativity
there is effort, unnecessary.
it'd do us all some good if we give hate less. forget all your stress and enjoy the other side of your eyelids, as you leave the reality that surrounds you, turn the music up and embrace the beautiful things that surround the your muse.

Friday, October 2, 2009

i dont like this. organizations shit.

watch it glow, watch it grow, as it may twist and expand,
as it showers the land.
watch it live.
take away all your favorites
and then willingly give
give it all back.
my favorite feelings i keep them in my backpack.

ive been watchin you, castin yourself in the songs you give.
beautiful music you decide to show me, so you can forever exist in.
your strange personality held deep inside a melody.
so years from now i will not write about you
and the way you make me feel, years from now
what we had wont even seem real.
and thats fine with me,
as long as life doesn't loose its simplicities.
the simplicities you and you alone made me see.



 it becomes complex so my minds a mess.

Thursday, October 1, 2009


this feeling, its more than just a feeling.
in itself a brand new being.
a new outlook a new day, every day.
i layer ideas in my head as if it is cold,
art gives the warmth of a sweater 19
years old.
my brain grins, my thoughts spin.
and i love gettin so blissfully lost in it.
your heart 
beats and 
your soul 
speaks.
if you were a bluebird, you'd fly in through my window.. if i was a butterfly i'd land right on your nose. and kiss you lightly from your head to your toes.



and only the dirt knows 
when the flowers choose to rise.
up from the
 roots, pebbles and insects combined.



ones arrogance can expand another's ego.
theres no doubt from your so called hate I GROW.
i would like to kiss my mind, this occurs about
8 to 10 times a day. and its all because
i make life rhyme and i hit PLAY.
all the shit you talk, and the bullshit you stand for 
wont matter years from now. 
why worry? why hate? 
lifes about what we can 
give and create!