Saturday, January 2, 2010

Written 12/3/02

Rain trickles down the window pane
Dark gloomy appearances fill the room
Candles flicker lights so bright
Quiet whispers all around
Who's that boy staring at me?
From fall away he can't be seen
Where did he come from?
Might this be a dream?
Walk a little closer, don't be afraid
Becoming more each and everyday
Confused eyes glancing straight at me
Asking questions which cannot be heard
Holding a secret deep inside the heart
Whisperers grows into a flock of buzzing
To loud please go away
You boy, you can stay
Feelings of completeness, emptiness disappears
Strange new beginnings having you near
Touching your face, so warm, so smooth
Candles are dimming, almost gone
Words still not yet spoken
Why boy, why?
Wishing loved ones feelings would change
Please hold me tight, never let go
Rain stopped, clear surroundings through the window
Light appears, room visible to everything
Staring back at you, a smile starting to grow
No around just you and me
Thoughts and emotions ready to explode
You're standing up, where are you going
Don't leave you make me happy
Seeming happy with me
Don't hide your feelings
Take this candle, light it now
Hold that flame, think of me
Your touch, the feel of aliveness
Is this reality or just a dream
A dream will it become true
Share with me your answers
The flame will light the way
Remember those who are there, always and forever
Never forget the caring, the loving, everything
Boy I'm confused, I think I'm falling in love
Please don't leave, help me through
Let's light that candle together
Watching the wax drip though our fingers
One question voiced
Where does this go from here?

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The laughs
The long stares
Those words written in bold
Across the locker
Pointed fingers
Lonely lunch table
Awful comments
Words of disgust
Everyone's talking
They all think they know

That empty stall
Last hour's meal gone
Hell follows
Counselor's office
"I'm here to help you"
No answer
Sinking into a hole
Everyone's talking
They still think they know

Becoming mute
Parents clueless
Those dreaded words
"We're here to help you"
Grades dropping
Circles under eyes
Alone in the world
Nothing will change
Everyone continues to talk
If only they knew

Nighttime arrives
The world sleeps
A letter explains
Parents not your fault
Everyone else yes
No cure
Everyone's talking

An open drawer
Sharp Knife

Everyone talked
Talked as if they knew
Now they are silent




Sweet talks
Letting people in
Feelings exposed
Having an amazing time
Two people as one

Hiding from the world
Feeling used
Then it stops

Confused as can be
Thoughts all boiled up
No communication
Wondering where things went wrong

A never ending cycle
Everything a lie
Wondering why this always happens

It’s time to take out the trash.

-RBG 8-13-07-

Rainy Days

Rainy Days

On that rusty old park bench he sits
Surrounded by couples of all ages
Holding hands as they walk around the park
One small tear drop streams down his cheek
Up above the sky grows dark
Rain falls down
Holding each other close the couples run away

On that rusty old park bench he sits
Day after day the same routine
For he always sits alone broken inside
Holding hands and laughing in the park
Staring into each others eyes
Promising to always be together
As the rain fell on them

Thunder sounds
Another tear drop trickles down his cheek
The rain comes down harder
Time passes on by
Remembering that night
Embraced in a tight hug slowly parting
Staring into each eyes
Hearing those words realizing it's over
As the rain fell on them

On that rusty old park bench he sits
For he sits alone broken inside
The rain overpowering his life
Remembering the memories is done
One last tear drop rolls down his cheek

On that rusty old park bench he used to sit
For the bench is empty
The rain has stopped

-- FOR JB --