Dreams of a Love LostWhat is life, but a dream before death?A sweet, simple melody,A memory of summer,The dream of being perfectly happy,In the arms of your lover.Sadness spilled at the pain of never beingWith that lover again, tears.What is love, but a rose in the garden of weeds?What IS love, but the smile forever locked in a kiss?It’s all my fault if I never feel another kiss,Another moment that fills my heart with pure bliss,For he is mine no longer.Somehow I manage to still care about him.I know time heals all wounds,But it’s hard to hold onto reason when I miss him somuch.My heart has been sliced open and I bleed out my… feel-ings for him.It doesn’t help when I see or think of his name.It haunts me everywhere I go.My dreams are thoughts of him,Pulled from my heart to cover my eyes.They make him mine once more,And I feel that feeling I adore.My eyes want nothing more,But to set gaze on his face.To stare at his lips and remember soft kisses.It’s only in my dreams, my sweet dreams,That he is in my heart again and I feel no pain.
Nothing Makes Sense TodayToday is a warped version of reality,Nothing makes sense on this day.As I waited to walk across the street,A car was close to me.I felt like I couldn’t wait any longer,So I crossed.A jolt of excitement passed through me,Like an electric shock, at the possibility of getting ranover. Sadly the car did not hit me. Nothing makes sense today, I thought. I sat next to Debbie and was immediately shocked and repulsed To find the short, pudgy woman in shorts. It was such a nauseating sight; I thought I was go- ing to throw up. Again I thought, nothing makes sense today. My mother, a person I may never see again, But I refuse to be filled with pain and sorrow.Maybe I will feel that way tomorrow,Because nothing makes sense today.
DepressionRight now, I’m sad as I wake up and pull myself outof bed.Looking in the mirror, a stranger with atear stained face stares back at me, shak-ing.Pull yourself together, I tell myself,Hoping the redness of my face with godown before I arrive at school.I must put on a cheerful face before I can face myfriends.I always must be happy for them,Even if it’s the total opposite of how I feel.I love my friends, but I hate putting on this thin layerof happiness, Like I think nothing is wrong with mylife.Every layer of the human being I am,Feels new and strange like eating one candy bar allyour life,Then all of a sudden, trying a new one.My eyes feel heavy, like they could close at any sec-ond.Sleepiness and that after crying feeling pull my eye-lids downAnd I start to doze off.I do not feel like dealing with life today,So I shall sleep again.
Lexi’s Terrible LimericksThere once was a child,Who was quite mild.When they would smile,It was only for awhile.
Ode To Nature The stars sparkle at night, They shine so very bright. They glitter in the moonlight, It is a pretty sight. The moon in the sky, Makes me want to cry. It is all alone, No place to call its own. My heart feels blue, Every time I look up at you.
Ripped ApartI am mad at myself,Being ripped apart because Icare about two guys,Yet am I in love with a third?Not sure tis how I feel.I am ashamed by this.Why can’t I be happy with justone?I feel like my life is comingundone.