anyways…the poems

Forgotten Stars

For countless nights,

I think about your smile, and laughter.

They remind me of the stars in the heavens,

things that I once thought would never leave my side.

Always there for me to wish upon.

And yet, for countless nights

I think about the sarrow and the wounds that would not heal even after the long years,

even with the warmest glow from the sun.

I think about all those times in which I questioned myself,

and all the times to which the space next to me is cold,

and forgotten.

As I gaze at the stars, I feel a sense of change;

a shift in the world I live in.

A change that perhaps will never be the same, and

a change that will leave me heartbroken, and

wishing for the same stars.

YOU; Self Reflection

You cannot hide from me what you hide to others.

I see the thoughts going through your minds eye;

every step you plan to take,

and every secret you tuck away thinking no one will know.

Through your deceit, and assumptions I see

the reasons why, perhaps clearer than you

for I will always be a couple of steps ahead of you.

I can read you like a book,

and make more accurate assumptions than you.

You may brush this off like it’s nothing,

but I warn you,

someday will be the day you will be revealed,

if not by your own foolish and ignorant mistakes.

Alyson My Love

There were many times in this life in which the sun did not glow,

and stars did not shine. Yet, you were the only beam of light

that kept me away from darkness.

A dark that cannot be changed, nor saved.

You were always there for me,

through sickness and pain; one cannot ask for a more true friend than you.

You are also my muse, my friend in life

one of whom that makes me strive for the best in this time.

It is because of you that I am stonger, knowing I’ll always have you by my side.

Cheers to ten years of friendship.

 heheh.. I know this is crap…but whatever-think whatever you want to think. and yes, I have issues if that’s what you’re pondering

PS: I need money-though I WILL NOT degrade myself in anyway…

I’ll do ALL your homework for a month for a mere $100

(it’s not refundable by the way)

Plus, I have to do things for the EXPO. Which reminds me, I’m going to need subjects for my experiment-if you’re interested….tell me asap.

It was in the seventh grade, during my LA class when all of a sudden, a lady announced on the PA that a lock down was happening. We (the students) had no idea what was happening-we knew what a lock down was, but we never thought it would happen to us. We were going to school in a secluded area-we thought we were safe. Little did we know that as our teacher drew the shades, locked the doors, that outside a man was shooting his girlfriend to death. He shot her multiple times, near where we went every recess. The very same place where I had hung out with my friends, the place where I stayed after school for swim lessons. We didn’t know about the shooting until afterward. I remember walking down the hallways with my friend Lee and seeing barricades at all the entrances. Then, as we walked down toward the gym, we saw an empty chair stationed near the doors leading to the outside. Outside, there were many police cars-the most I’ve ever seen in my life. To this day, I still remember every detail about that day…I guess what stuck the most was that a girl had gone missing during all of this. They found her afterwards in another classroom…but the idea that one school might be teared apart because some narc went crazy-scared me the most.

This memory is not a very fond one…as other real lock downs-such as the one that happened a decade earlier at GHS.