Maybe Someday

Someday, maybe someday
I won’t cry when I see your smile
Someday, maybe someday
This feeling will die

Someday, maybe someday
I won’t cry when I hear your name
Someday, maybe someday
I can let go of everything

Someday, maybe someday
My knees will support me
Someday, maybe someday
I’ll be strong enough

I think it’s time for me to leave
Walk away with my head held high
I need to realize that I can be okay
Even though I can’t see your face
Anymore

Someday, maybe someday
I’ll get by without you
Someday, maybe someday
I can learn something new

Someday, maybe someday
This past will let me go
Someday, maybe someday
I can finally grow past this

Someday, maybe someday

I’ll forget what you said to me
Someday, maybe someday
I’ll feel free of you again

Kindness

Hope the next hands you hold are kinder
Than the ones that caged you until now
Please don’t look too badly on the past
Grow beyond this moment in time

Do not meet cruelty in kind, make yourself
Take a step back and settle down first
I know that this is harder than forgiveness
Perspective is all that matters to us

Anger can last, but so can charity, goodness
Can linger like a sweet taste on the tongue
Sugar that seems so fragile but melts so slow
Sitting warm in your heart and not letting go

Being kind is not the same as being weak

Because it takes so much strength to be gentle
To see something redeemable in everyone, or
Hold onto hope instead of drowning in despair

Journey

I think that you should leave
Find your own way from now on
This place has brought you so
Much pain, and I can’t bear it anymore

Your tears when you look around
See all the past memories still there
I think it would do you some good
To get away from everything for a while

Get out, go far away, and see the stars
Under some different light and town
Find some new memories to replace
The ones that I see in your eyes to this day

And maybe we’ll never meet again
That’s alright, I guess, even though I
Love you so much, I want you to learn
To finally love yourself even more

I’m trying to not be selfish for once
Please don’t look back when you leave
I don’t want you to see my tears, I want
You to remember my smile instead

Maybe our paths will cross again, sometime
In the future, but even if I never see you again
Go now, and find something new to live for
Because your life can’t be about me anymore

The Forgotten

Teddy bear kisses and blow pop wishes
Childhood dreams are spun sugar
Sticky and sweet and so good to eat
Gobble them up and watch them disappear

What does someone keep in the toy chest

Under lock and key and left to rot forever?
What did you forget, slowly piece by piece
Until the pain lost its tight hold on you?

A Gift of Red

A Gift of Red

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Rhea stares at the dark interior of her car, but no matter how much she turns the key, nothing starts. Her car is dead, and now Rhea is stranded in the middle of nowhere. Her grandmother is dying, and Rhea has traveled a long way to see her. The airplane was late to arrive and late to take off, and now her rental car is dead in the middle of this road.

She can’t even call anyone. Rhea left her apartment in such a hurry that she didn’t even think about charging her phone beforehand. Or grabbing her charger to take with her.

Rhea hasn’t even seen her grandmother in years, and she tries not to feel too guilty about that, but it’s hard to fight down the feeling when she’s so close to her destination and now stuck.

Well, to hell with that. Rhea gets out of the car and pops open the hood, looking to see if she can spot the problem. Maybe she can fix it on her own, and get the damn car started again. A few minutes later, though, Rhea slams down the hood in frustration. The battery’s dead.

Looks like there’s no choice for Rhea except to walk the rest of the way. She isn’t familiar with this area or

this state at all, but the GPS had shown that from this point on she only had about twenty miles left to go before finally reaching the hospital. Rhea can walk that far. She just hopes that she’s not too late.

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A wolf howls in the woods. A woman in a red hoodie struggles to reach her dying grandmother in time. She has two paths to choose between.

A modern take on the classic fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood". Rhea hopes that she can visit her ill grandmother, but her car’s broken down and she has a long, dark walk through the woods first in order to reach the hospital. Will she make it there safely, and who (or what) awaits her? Find out in this supernaturally thrilling short story! You’ll be waiting on pins and needles to see how this tale ends!

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In This Place

In this place is all of me. My thoughts, wishes, hopes, and dreams.
My laughter, joy, tears, and sorrow. A journey of inner struggles, triumphs, and defeat.
This is the first volume of my collection of poetry.

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Want a copy of all of my poetry/songs put together and edited? Then check out In This Place on Amazon for the first year's anthology here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07HGNYB9D.

All the Doors

Prologue

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It’s nighttime.

For some girls, that means getting into bed happily and quickly falling asleep. For me, that’s when I pull the covers up over my head and lie perfectly still, while I struggle to hear anything over the pound, pound, pound of my heartbeat. Hoping that I’ll hear nothing. Fearing (knowing) that I will.

I don’t cry, I don’t scream. Not anymore. I only lie here and wait for my bedroom door to click open.

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What does one see through the eyes of innocence? This is a simple take of a childhood full of pain and sadness. What can a child do when their door opens every night?

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Stepstones

Don’t try to do it all at once
Make yourself slow down a bit
I know that it’s hard sometimes
That you don’t feel like getting up
That sometimes things can be
So rough

Still, nothing can ever be gained
By trying to do everything at once
You’ve got to take care of yourself
Break it up, take your time, even
If the slower route takes your
Whole life

If you’re more used to doing small
Bits at a time, then you’ll never feel
Bad for only being able to do one
Thing at a time, your body needs to
Rest and relax once in a while
You know

Sometimes, you'll still feel like you Aren't doing enough, nothing's moving And it's okay to push now and then Just don't ever forget that you can Pause and let yourself recharge and Rest now

Masks

Tonight, we say the words
We hope and wish for something
More

Nothing ever happens or changes
Amnesty always comes too late
Less

Put on the mask once again
Play the monster and the villain
Wrong

Lead the charge and run into battle
Cry out for the lesser fortunate
Brave

Watch the world pass you by
Everyone else living their lives
Truth

For Me

Need to break free, break free
Let it go, everything
Got to make it on my own now
Finally learn to fight for me

In my darkest times
There’s no one around me
No one to call out my name and
Tell me that everything will be okay

That’s alright, though, ‘cause I
Don’t need anyone else to hold
My hand and carry me anymore
I can stand on my own two feet

Need to break free, break free
Let it go, everything
Got to make it on my own now
Finally learn to fight for me

Feel the stress lift from my shoulders
Take a deep breath of clean air
Hold my head up high, knowing
That I’m doing my very best again

Sometimes, I’m still weak, want
To lie in bed and cry all day, so I do
The next morning, though, I get up again
Try again and try again, for no one else but me

Need to break free, break free
Let it go, everything
Got to make it on my own now
Finally learn to fight for me

Need to break free, break free
Let it go, everything
Got to make it on my own now
Finally learn to fight for me

11.10.2018

“I don’t know everything, and I never want to. Imagine already knowing everything that there is to find out. You’d never learn anything new ever again. Never feel wonder or satisfaction at discovering something. Imagine how boring that kind of life would be.”

Older

Used to be so young
Wanted to have everything
Would settle now for one thing
Just this moment to last forever

Eternity in your arms
Age has taught me so much
How to savor these small moments
Keep them close as long as possible

Had a dream and then let it go
Let it go, so many times I’ve
Cried and laughed and cared
So much pain, but never died

Would rather be my age now

Than stay my young self forever
Want to make this happiness real
This time between the two of us

Nothing

When the spotlight comes on
And I don’t know what to say
Because there’s nothing to do
Anymore after what has happened

Nothing to say about what we did
How we let this all go so wrong
Nothing to say about how far we let
This feeling we used to share between us fall

I don’t have any more words to say
My throat has run dry, my tongue is tied
The audience is waiting, waiting forever
Staring at my frozen face on the stage

Wishing and wondering and nothing
Ever comes from all of this trying
Can’t even cry because all my tears are dry
Nothing to do but pretend to fly

A light comes on, but it feels so cold
People clap and laugh, but I’m numb
Not scared, but nothing’s coming out
What can I do to make them understand?

Because when the spotlight comes on
And I stare out at the waiting crowd
Nothing’s going to come out, there’s nothing
Left here for them to see anymore

I try so hard to fill up the emptiness

Want to make something happen today
But nothing ever works, nothing ever comes
There’s nothing to say between us anymore