Its meant to be.

It is really akward drinking super cold water out of a coffee mug, there should be some warm hot chocolate coming out of it...it's meant to be. It seems like something is missing when there is a thunderstorm but no rain, it's like your expectations are waiting for the rain to come...it's meant to be. It is weird to see someone dancing, but hear no music, they go together why would there be just one...it's meant to be. When you think of love you think of a heart, in no way should they ever be split apart...it's meant to be.

words

Poems are but a jumble of words, but for some not but a jumble of words, but the real thing of jumbled words. For instance for some is this thunder that shakes me, for instance for some is the morning rise that wakes me. Inspiration of worlds alike, each one's poem is of a different life. Morning birds sing, time bells ring, your poem i know, makes you smile. Some are random, out of the blue, Oh but be careful, somebody's poem could just be watching you.

music

music. the only thing so far that has let people forget their differences and just listen...

together

so much pain we go through every day, but so much gain we recieve along the way. natural disasters are destructive and harsh, but how it brings us together is like no other force. every day pain only makes us stonger. everyday pain grants us courage to love longer. the feeling you cant possibly go any farther, only pushes us to go on harder. each time growing stronger, each time loving longer. Sometimes maybe a life is taken, a person's needs gone and forsaken. but from that we dont want to go back, from that pain is somthing black. slowly growing to a happy face, slowly growing to a happy place. so much pain we go through every day, but so much gain we recieve along the way.
NO PAIN NO GAIN?

RED ROSES

The rain comes down and the feeling your heart is cold runs through each one's body, young and old. Washing the dirt away, but not the hurt that's there to stay. The sun rises and it sets, but i know we'll never ever forget, all the lives we've come to know, that we've lost somewhere down the road. what is the difference between guns and roses? Guns beat down leaving a need for red roses, to pass to the ones who wait for the rain to wash their dirt away. but always, the pain is there to stay. No matter how hard we try, some still have to look to the sky. Remembering the one they loved, which carelessness and hatred has torn from them. Not one not two but more than a few have yet to see the perfect day when rain runs dry, hearing no one's cry. Experiencing the light God does provide rising us above and beyond. When will guns be beaten down by red roses killing hatred and carelessness leaving peace and love alive...

angels

just like every holy place there's an angel deep within one's face, some shine their light so bright, some are dim from faces of grimm, but it's always there, the angel, the light, watching over the dark and heavy night, sometimes though, i find my angel will fly, fly fly ever so high. finding you like a dream come ture, the tears streaming down your face, heeding the angel to fill the empty space. ~ill be there, even when you are alone, you have my memories, my spirits home~

fear

Thunder crashes, Thunder rools. Last drop of hope as the death bell tolls. Not my own but someone elses, lightening strikes and i catch their eyes. A straight on look into what it's like, to fear a dark and stormy night. It's like they are saying have my possesions, have my pride, but please oh please, don't take my life. i watch and see their eyes grow wide all in just the moment that i caught their eyes. But what do i do? i stare on through...saying man, im here for you. but what does that do to help them through? in their widening eyes is when i realize there is one gift, one prize. and that is the gift of everlasting life.

I AM

I am a curious girl.
I wonder about what is ahead.
I hear friends and family reminding me I can do anything I want if I set my heart to it.
I see people who struggle, and people who make it every day.
I want to be that person who makes it.
I am a curious girl.

I pretend that everything is perfect, the way I want it to be, but
I feel if I tried that much harder; it would have been that much better.
I touch the fact that no matter what, God loves me.
I worry about letting someone down, or failing.
I cry because I know people are dying tonight.
I am a curious girl.

I understand that when I wake up in the morning, my day depends on what I make it to be.
I say not enough.
I dream about someday being a doctor.
I try to be that kind person who helps others, and
I only hope for the best.
I am a curious girl.

him

Sunrise, Sunset oh please don't ever let me forget, all the memories i have with you, and all the things that we've been through. the way you never cease to smile, raises my heart ten thousand miles, i just want my life to be, all you've helped me become and believe, and when you look at me, through a love that's ever an ocean's deep, i see the sparkle in your eyes, which makes me want to touch the skies. you'll always be in my heart so deep, and in return my own is yours to keep. sunrise, sunset, oh please dont ever let me forget, all the memories i have with you, and all the things that we've been through. i want to dance with you, i want to dance just us two, and watch the stars light up the sky, never having to say goodbye. sunrise, sunset, oh please don't ever let me forget, all the memories i have with you, and all the things that we've been through. i didn't really know where to start, now that we're two worlds apart, but i hope i've helped you see, all the things you've done for me. :)

love?

How do i capture that in words...The way she looks when she has just heard, the most beautiful ever created words.The wind blowing her hair in her face, and her eyes fixed just on one place, looking up from looking down, the world stops, and she looses the ground.If ever ther was a reason for her being, that was it.to hear his heart beating.

HERO

Life. Saved. Because the Hero was never afraid. They say he was blessed with a gift of brave, something we deffinately miss today. It's like the angel deep within, bravery is there ready to win. Smothered in us but not in him. His rises above the grimm, fearing not, never giving in. Saving her, and saving them, will he save you or can you save you? Will your own bravery break on through? In that moment when your eyes grow wide, you catch a glimpse as he flashes by. He is there for you, as your own bravery is there for you too, ready to fight for what is right. Justice, peace, love, and light. No worries just let it come, and the rest will see that bravery has won.