Thursday, April 30, 2015

I'm with Ben. You can have Jerry







There's some left over Prom in fridge. You can have it if you'd like, but I'm sick of it.








~AA

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Can I lay by your side

I don't know what time it was
all I remember is the all too familiar pit in my stomach
the flutter of my heart before it disappeared completely

you know
I learned something today
the only thing I'm actually good at
is being nice

that's it

I'm not good at acting, singing, dancing, writing

but hey
I'm good at being nice
so that's always good

too bad I'm no good at being nice to myself

I just need to get away.

I look up to the grey sky
she seems nice enough
her light doesn't hurt my eyes
and she doesn't show off
she has the most wonderful talent
she can rain.
and when she rains, well
people look away
they go inside
they don't like to sit out while the grey sky cries
but I do
I dance in her tears and rejoice in my own
and drenched in the pain
I find release

standing in wet grass
barefoot with freedom
splashing in puddles and breathing in the softest tears

I see stone after stone
name after name
a tin plaque
flowers that passed on
all dressed in tears

fitting

I'm planted in this field of fears and I'm growing tall
thriving in this storm

the grey sky cries with me
and I don't feel like dancing anymore

I don't know what time it was
all I remember is the all too familiar pit in my stomach
..that's my heart on the ground
its six feet above yours but its sinking down fast
and darling I've walked away so many times

but can I just stay here?

the ground is cool under my back
and the grey sky doesn't want to cry anymore
but I'm wet
and I'm cold
and I'm here

and my heart is with you
..take care of it for me?


please don't send it back
I don't want to feel anymore
its easier to pretend this way

hurt is too real in this world and I don't want pain as my closest friend anymore

the sky has cleared but my roots are too deep to remove
I still see the loose soil and maybe
just maybe
there's a way I could be with you just a little longer
feel you there just one more time

can I lay by your side?

just one more time?..





~JQP


Friday, April 17, 2015

for the poet

you know I promised myself I would never fall for a guy who played football
I guess I have to say I don't always keep my promises now


it was dark and loud and exhaustion was surely the cause
but you opened up to me so easily
you told me there was something about me
that just lead you to trust me

and I'm pretty sure I told you I probably wouldn't do the same.


yet now you hold my diary in the palms of your hands
and I don't think I'll tear it out of them this time (sorry for the first time, the truth sometimes terrifies me)

I know I dont know the details
But I know the plot line
And your story has me hooked
You grew up in a world that I've never lived
Only seen
Never known
Only studied
And I wanna know
I want to feel how you put the sparks in your eyes
I want to climb to where you discovered dry hands and midnights scars
Can you show me the day that God put that crooked smile on your face
And the eyes that first made yours fall in love
Tell me of the nights when time escaped your mind and nothing mattered except that the stars lasted all year round and you never had to let go
Draw your constellations on my ceiling so my dreaming finds them too
Tell me everything
Tell me anything
But only if you want to


I see your eyes and they see a different universe
One where blue eyes and gold hair dance in the sunlight
One with soprano melodies and clumsy smiles and playful laughter
I can tell that she's all that you see
And I don't blame you
She's radiant, intelligent and kind
Courageous and confident
And I don't want anything less for you
So I've stayed silent
But not silent enough

You saw my words as they crept out of the chambers of my heart
You were worried
But you were kind
You held me tighter and gave me reason to hold on
But why do you still stand so close?
Why did I find my head on your shoulder and your breath too completely familiar by my ear

I'm trying to piece this puzzle together but it seems the pieces you've given me are from a completely different picture
You like her.
Not me.
Right..? 
Of course right.
You told me so yourself.
So I mean I don't mind the proximity
But the meaning had me confused--
I'm on an unmarked trail and there're a couple miles to the peak
But something tells me that when I get there, neither side of this mountain will show me the view I long to see


I have a feeling that view remains back at the trail head
Where I was too excited to take my time
Take a breath
And see what you really meant

You lost me when you gave me three words
And it's a long hike down
But it's downhill
And worth it or not
I want to understand.



~AA

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

let the small things cover your canvas

Hope was a floral card in a small pink envelope

Hope had small hands and big blue eyes and held me tight when words couldn't touch me

Hope called me bby and sent me ugly faces on Snapchat and liked me best in a T-shirt with no makeup

Hope picked me up in a minnie van with a balloon and reassurance in the back seat and we drove all over town till we ran out of gas.

Hope tells me it's okay to cry

Hope stayed up with me all night long when they died..

Hope makes late night phone calls and cries-- telling me I can't leave.. Saying that hope still needs me

Hope brought me tears..the gift of finally feeling something

Hope reminded me of the little blonde blue eyed girl

Hope resonated no

Hope made me promise

Hope says there's light



And hope was is right







Dear hope.. Please don't let me give up on you

~A

Friday, April 3, 2015

please
don't give up
i've probably never even come close to your darkness
but i've lived my own
"we all need somebody to talk to
somebody that will listen
somebody that understands"
pain is real.
no matter what they say
don't let it consume you
"be strong enough to stand alone
smart enough to know when you need help
and brave enough to ask for it"
I know all you ever wanted was release
but please hold on.
head up.
heart strong.
don't lose hope.
you tend to face each battle as if you were,
but you're not alone in this fight
remember those who stand behind you
ready to catch you if your step begins to falter;
they aren't leaving.
you are worth it.
maybe you don't believe in yourself
but I do.
you are strong.
you are a fighter.
you are cherished.
you are worth it.
you have so much to live for
so many who love you
so much to give
don't forget that.
maybe you're told you're worthless
selfish
stupid
unloved
never enough
don't let them convince you.
maybe you're told you're perfect
flawless
the answer
a genius
don't let that overwhelm you.
live up to your best ability and forget expectations.
please don't give up
i'm doing my best to cheer you on
and these stands aren't empty.
head up.
heart strong.
pain is real,
but so is hope.
you're not alone
pain isn't forever.
I believe in you.
we're in this fight
Together

~AA