There is something unsettling glorious about the unknown
The mystery of life
The ripples we make
And their gray outcomes
There is a reason to hang on to this hectic world
It's called the future.

I am a lover of words
Stringing them along
Elongating them
Drawing them out
The simplicity leaving me awestruck.

There is beauty everywhere I go
Waiting to be brought to the spotlight
These simple grains of dirt falling from my hand
The crunching of leaves in the fall
The blooming of flowers in the spring
The beautiful white snow covering the ground in purity
The loving rain coming in drops kissing the ground
The simple strokes of an artist's paint brush
The string of words from the poet's heart flowing like the wind
The crashing of the sea against the rocks
The descent of the sun saying farewell
The ascent of the moon lighting up the dark night
The twinkling stars brightening the lonely black canvas
The holes carved into a person's cheeks when they smile
The little wrinkles that forms around a stranger's eyes
As they throw their head back hysterically
There is beauty in everything and everyone
You just got to shine some light on it
Including you, my darling.

I haven't talked to daddy in days
Mommy's fed up
They've been ignoring each other for days
But now I hear them barking
I heard daddy's truck pull in
Heard something smash
The door was kicked down
Here came daddy with a pack of beer
His breath hot of fresh *****
I hear mommy and daddy barking
Things being thrown across the room
Punches being made
Blood dripping on the ground
I try to close my ears
I try to drown out the noise
But it ain't working
I try to keep my mind from running wild
I bury myself in my sheets
But that don't work
Daddy storms out of the house
All drunk and ******
Mommy's crying
Daddy's gone, probably went for more beer
Where is this God you speak of?
I yell for him
But he didn't answer me
I close my eyes
All is quiet in this little house
The tears flooding in
Oh I felt someone with me in that bed
Yeah, I was sleeping with the devil.

I hate your loving smile
I hate your glistening eyes
I hate your soft fliipy hair
I hate your pouty pink lips
I hate your tall, slim body
I hate your adorable dimples
I hate your constellation-like freckles
I hate your athletic graceful walk
I hate your sensual Adam's apple
I hate your boyish mischievous grin
I hate the way you throw your head back and laugh so wildly
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate that I have to write about you
To try and get over your piercing eyes
Because John,
The truth is I like you
I have since the 8th grade
And now we're sophomores
But guys like you don't go for girls like me
The truth is, I don't hate you
I try to convince myself I don't like you
I am writing this as a reason to why I should hate you
But I simply cannot
I think, slowly and painfully that I have fallen in love with you
I can't get you out of my mind
Every love story I read I wish it were us
I dream of you John, constantly and always
Oh how you have ******* with my heart
With that devilish smile of yours
I hate you John.

I sit in class
Writing about him
He sits across the room from me
With no knowledge that I like him
He makes my heart ache
He sends me over the edge
He causes all these emotions to emerge
Much like a tornado
Sweeping everything in its path
Destroying me from the inside out
With no end.

There is a monster settling deep within me
A bottomless pit it has formed
I struggle from day to day
My body always freezing and locking
I wish I were like the wings of birds
Instead I am the shackles that weighs my own self down
I hate when people stare at me
They're all critiques
They are silently judging me for the very breath I take
I hate being put under the spotlight
Like a grain under a microscope
Or an ant under a magnifying glass
I like to be alone
The anxiety disappears when I am alone
Please help me get rid of this anxiety
It is eating me alive from the inside out.