Monday, May 2, 2016

I'm just hurting a lot right now





And I wonder if I ever won't be
Because it's been so long 
And it seems like I'm the only one who still cares 


Death is my best friend and my worst enemy 
We spend too much time together 
And even when he's not around 
he's on my mind 
But I hate him

I'm not one to hate people

And I can't think of a single other person I hate
But I hate him 

And I blame him 


For this 


This


Feeling 





Saturday, March 19, 2016

the pen kind of love


I'm afraid that I will always love in pencil
I'm afraid I will never find the pen kind of love





 I'm afraid of leaving other people just because it's what's best for me
I'm afraid that staying with me will never be what's best for anyone


 
I'm afraid that I don't react well to needy 
I'm afraid that I'm too needy
I'm afraid that my heart is too shy and rarely speaks up
I'm afraid that my mind is too loud and never shuts up

I'm afraid that she claims to be an optimist but anything I say or do upsets her
I'm afraid that when I claim to be an optimist maybe I'm lying too 

I'm afraid of how important this next week could be for my life, how important each week has the potential to be
I'm afraid that I will not have the courage to always do what's best



I'm afraid that we could never get along
I'm afraid that a pay-attention-to-me crier could never get along with a please-don't-stare crier 

I'm afraid of thinking about my fears anymore 
so I'm afraid it's time for me to close out another post



I'm afraid because I'm not afraid of the future 
I'm afraid darling, because I'm simply too excited



Sunday, March 6, 2016

Stream of thought

Hmmmm 
different
I'm supposed to write something #different 
I've already written happy
and I've written sad

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I've been sleeping since church got out and I just woke up now
that's different I guess
I honestly would've slept until tomorrow if I didn't have to pee
thank you bladder or else this assignment would've been late

gotta get those points

or maybe not?

I already made it into BYU...... lol

Am I the only one feeling like I need to find a new goal ASAP?
Because I've had one goal for so long and now that I've accomplished it 

I feel slightly empty. 

Like, what's my purpose now?

anyways I don't really have anything poetic to say today 
you feel?

Today I'm just *******
not PaP Audie 

How is your guys day going? 

I doubt many people will answer 
I feel like there's approximately 3 people reading the blogs now 

I totally get it
I'm tired too, clearly.
and school doesn't allow time for creativity

so this has gotta go to the bottom of the to-do list 

study for my AP test to get college credit?
read about how that girl wants to kill herself?

I think I'll study. 

That's the sad thing about school I guess
when we are given time to open up 
that's what comes out of our mouths 

all the sadness

cuz we gotta get it out 
and when will be the next time we are given the chance to be us?
to be something other than robots programmed to get the test scores that will make them look like good teachers

when is the next time we will be something other than a number?

everyone is screaming out 

but I don't have time to listen 

because I need to go get a higher number. 

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Cootie Kiss



I was in kindergarten, still wary of boys and their cooties
Until, Tanner Snow came along. 
It was instant, naive love. 
My youthful heart skipped a beat the first time his hand brushed mine. I barely even noticed his cooties transferring to me. 
His alluring eyes made me feel as if I had never truly been looked at until the moment they glanced my way.  That sparkly pair joined with his pearly whites were enough to make any girl swoon. 
He was adorable. 

I knew I had to make him my boyfriend. All it took to accomplish this was my feminine charm and striking good looks. 
After all what boy could resist the charm of a 6 year old girl? 
Yes, indeed, the charm of a girl with four bigger, older brothers is quite hard to resist. 
Soon I had him promising to marry me someday.
Our sticky hands clumsily wrote love notes in crayon everyday to show how we felt for each other.
One day he decided to up his game, he decided to kiss me. 
I didn’t even have time to think about if his kiss was worth risking the cooties.
He just walked up to me in the least romantic way possible and smashed his face into mine. 
But at that moment I could not think of a more pleasurable experience. 

At such a young age, I decided that kissing was wonderful and I wanted more of that boy’s lip. I freaked out, chasing him around the playground begging for, “just one more Tanner, just one more!” He freaked out too.
In the opposite way. 
He decided girls did have cooties and they were not worth the trouble. 
I thought my heart was broken 
but it turns out penciled promises 
                    (even if they are broken) 
                                                          are sharper than crayons 

Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Our time together


via GIPHY

I wish that I could forget

But I'm trying to remember.

I wish the pain would go away

But I wish that it would kill me.


Friday, February 12, 2016

ily

I tried so hard to hold it in
to be strong
for you 
always
I never wanted to show any kind of weakness
because I wanted to be there 
for you
you needed me 
and I would do anything to be everything for you 

That day 

I just couldn't anymore 

I couldn't pretend like everything was fine 
sometimes my days turn sour too 
                                I didn't know what sour meant back then
But I was still your rock 
and that's the way I wanted it
I ran away 
                  so you wouldn't see 
made up some excuse and left 


you followed
                

I couldn't stop the salt from flowing
the sting in my eyes 
the sting in my heart 
I'm sorry, I've failed you, I tried so hard
I begged you to leave 
                     so you wouldn't see
how could I ask you to trust that I would support you
if I let you see that sometimes I break too? 

I wanted nothing more than to catch you
                                                                        I wanted you to think I never fell 

But in that moment 
I failed 

"I don't want to talk about it"

                        "I know, I just want to hold you"




via GIPHY
That's how I knew.


























Now you see me cry every day
But I imagine you still love me 
and if you could 
I know you would 
say just what you did that day

that day I failed 
but you loved me anyway