Deceased Feelings

The seed of an idea
It took its time to grow
Began to expand
Manifested oh so slow
But when the silver sissors
Snipped the stem
it took but a bare insant
After all that work
And spent time
It put up no resistance

It was in prime condition
No wear
And no rust
But in nothing more then a moment
It crumbled into dust

A city built in a century
Is crushed with just one bomb
A life takes a while living
But the ending's hardly long

Forever I have known this
And yet I was suprised
What thought of as endless
Did not take much time

I didn't see the headlights coming
Nothing flashed before my eyes
There was no moment of enlightenment
I couldn't pick the truth from lies

Just a moment
Then the next
No fireworks between
There was no gathering crowd
There was nothing to be seen

Things die every day
It couldn't be considered news
Yet somehow I expected immortality
Of my opinion
Of you

Wishes

I wish there was a mirror

In which you could see

How incredible you are

And how much you mean to me

I wish there was a tune

I could whistle all day long

To convince you all those hateful words

Couldn't be more wrong

I wish there was a crayon

Wedged between green and blue

That could complete your picture

 And show you from my view

It’s my wish on every eyelash

Every candle

Every star

That every waking moment

You'll know how wonderful you are

The Secret Keeper

It was with such pride

That they called her smart

But thought the knowledge blew her mind

The secrets broke her heart

A spider web of trust

And words only for her ears

Every shield that she put up

Was in her side, a spear

She braced the burden on her shoulders

But inside she was afraid

That through the pain of others

She too, would at last

          Break

Questions

How many of shades of blue in the sea?
How many leaves on the sycamore tree?
How does God hear us when he's so far above?
And why do some people -
Fall out of love?
How does the sun know when to shine?
Why is your skin tone darker then mine?
Why was I born without wings -
When I just want to fly?
Oh wise man tell me
Where the answers lie

Life

Constantly haunted by secrets untold
Watching helpless as disaster unfolds
Trying to believe
All you've been told
And chasing the sunbeams
Your hands cannot hold

Anger

Anger
Used to be
Red hot dynamite
In control of me
Set off by the smallest spark
It ate me from inside
It shook my fists
It made me sick
And many times I cried
Anger was selfish
It took what it pleased
And then it would leave
Me broken and empty
Then life would continue
So easy and fun
Until with out warning
Back anger would come
Then one day I told anger
To stay away from me
And decided to go through life
Blissfully carefree

What I've learned:

Winning isn't everything
But it's sure as heck a lot
Sticks and stones may break your bones
And words can break your heart
Getting the top grades
Doesn't mean your smart
And it's much easier to quit
If you never start