Standing next to me

I don't want to stop this heartbeat, as my soul is feeling so good. Dancing around the bonfire like everyone should. Lifting up ever voice as everyone else begins, to sing. Putting my hands close to my ear's while the sound of ever voice fulfill the air. I don't want to cry out any more. Those were my last tears that I have shed. Some people just don't understand the reason, why I draw tears down my face. Well for me that's my sign of strength, as I am rebuilding myself back up from all the hurt, I have endured. I don't want to be left alone here anymore. This is where I want to leave all my bitter pain,and sorrow making room for tomorrow.I want to hold...your hands forever,and never have to let them go. I just want to be able, to feel safe here with you, and if I was to ever cry.I want you to just hold me tight.I just don't want to go no where. So, maybe we can dance like there is no one else here watching because we can dance, until the sunrise.I hope you will always be standing next to me.

Unspoken memories

The sadness is gone after the rain, as I look down at my the window pane. I see your name crave deep within the window frame. This is only drawing back the pain. I know that your gone and I can't see you until my time is over, down here on earth which I find is fun. But, my heart will continue to ache because you are no where around to hold when my heart begins to break. My heart has held...your broken promise that you have made. But, know that your gone without leaving a reason. We rarely got to talk to one another, and when we did it was just to say a few words. I was almost scared to say I love you because the words just did not seem right then. But, now I wish I could only turn back the hands of time. We could do things a lot better, no matter what kind of weather. Our only hearts would heal together. I am writing this to you from my heart, and I know that your probably, looking over my shoulder reading ever word, I type. I just want to let you know, my heart does not hold... bitterness. All my sadness went away with the rain.

Cut Throat

I am beautiful as the eyes can see,There is nothing that can tear away my beauty and not even a flea. My heart was build to love, and not to break. So, please don't filter my heart with your hate because you can easily be replaced. I have built up much better walls, that way you can't tear me down. My words will come at you sharp like a blade and, a knife. So, if you don't want your heart to bleed. You better watch what you say to me. I will cross the cobble stone path, that leads me to my future, and you better not dare try to follow me. You either get yourself right, before you even try to speak to me, or you can just stand and watch me go through my journey all on my own. I am not sorry for whatever may come out of this mouth because, I will only speak nothing. But, the truth so help me god. My water may run deep. But, I will not get a taste, of your dry land because I will remain to stay positive, and watch you burn your feet across the dry sand. I rather cut you lose, then drag your filth along with me. Therefore, if you are not right then you can go right a head, and take a hike, until you chose to get yourself right. I will go right ahead and disconnect you, from my so-called life. Peace I am out and if I cut you, I hope it was twice, and with words not with a knife.

Electrical Hearts

I don't want to worry about where you're going,or how long you're going to stay. All I really want is for you to, put rhyme back into my heart because that is where you are to stay. I am so done with clinching myself tight. tears drown down my face, put myself to sleep at night over a heart wrenching pain because of, someone else bitter pain. Please tell me why they have, to go and be so vain. Are you here to love me? or are you here to judge me? All I really need is, for someone to really love me, and tell me that I am beautiful without being sinner. I don't need no man who will only strum at my heart once, and think he is finely done. If, you're going to play a tune, to win me over. make sure you are playing electric because my heart is down right allergic. Now if I cry it because you have done something right, for once in my life and that, is you healed a broken piece of me,and place me back together again. You have given me an electric heart, and for that my eyes are just fulfilled with joyful tears. So, I want to say Thank you from the bottom of my Electrical Heart.

Fierce

"> I smell a sense of fierce, in the air after the storm has gone. Below the ground, in which I stand upon is humble without a sound. I have my group of girl's with me, called my pack. If you don't like that, you can go right ahead and hit the sack. I will not stay humble when it comes to my girl's. I will open my mouth and out comes the dungeon, with the whole wide world. Don't think for a second, or two I will be bowing down at your feet. This girl is not your master. So I hope you get that because I for sure will not Repeat. I may break a sweat when I dance, no I am not talking about queen Bee if you please. So, don't even try to compare me. I is for I and that sure is diffidently me. No I am not conceited, and why I do carry my heart on my sleeve. When you break, I break too. This Heart will shatter into a million of pieces. Therefore, you do not want to even dear try to break me. I carry a blade you dear not try to touch because it will cut you so bad, it's almost like a paper cut. Therefore, I wouldn't advise you to mess with me.

Journey to a better you

"> I hope the sun is shining very bright for you all, with positivity flowing within the air. Drying up all your bitter sadness from yesterday's past. Don't look back at what you can not change, continue to walk and build on the future you have in front of you because why would you mope on a dreary storm. Take the life you have an just breathe in peacefully. Breathe away Frustration and Pain because these's thing's are what hinders you. I should know because I am just like you, and these's things happen to me to. Draw back the curtains and open up the blinds allowing that sun shine within your space. Whether it be your home or yourself. Find your center and breathe in positivity, and let go of that fiery storm burning inside of you. We do not have time for self war, Beating down ourselves because we do not look like how we want ourselves to look. We are beautiful as we are. So, take this time and let go of beating ourselves up. Wounds can and will heal themselves, just within the matter of time your open wound will no longer bring scatter tears. Embrace those who love you dearly because they may not be here tomorrow. Tell them how much you truly care for all they have done because that heart that truly cares may stop beating sooner. Now you truly wish they where there. But, within all that bitter time you had wasted. You could had fulfilled you heart with compassion, and now your left wondering why they are no longer there. Poetry Corner: This poem is dedicated to everyone who can relate, to what is going on within the world.

Lotus

People have always told me that there will be light after every storm. Then after rainbows everything will be just fine. So, I closed my eyes for a second, or two just to see what this world would be like. No shade of blue skies within the air, just tear drops of sadness floating up into Jupiter. Staggering hearts being puncture by, a jigged edge knife. Souls of dear torment linger in distress, now how is this world ever going to get through this.

Alfie

My name is Alfie, and I prefer to remain anonymous. You have stuck to many cords for this heartbreak that I am feeling. I am definitely a sweet person who generously cares, as many times I have seem broken people with empty hearts. I have tried to find different ways to piece them back together. While you on the other hand like to cast many shadows of darkness upon me. I am brilliant then what most of you may think, looking through you like a rear view mirror. your actions speak louder than words, as you can not keep me hidden away forever.

Toxic

I use to look up to you until, things began to fade away. Leaving nothing but, broken open scars and painful tears that draws down my face, which leads to a story I seem to hold onto. Breaking up my heart which is why. its so, hard to breath as theses ears can no longer hold onto your toxicity. You have caused me so much pain that I have no choice but, to refrain. I hold onto the lock and key, as I toss you the chain. This will be the very last you "EVER"! see of me because I have no time to swim deep into your pothole. Note: when I say pothole in the end of this poem, I mean basically "I do not have time to swim in negativity". More so sewer which you get it now.

Shelter

Tears are fallen down peoples face like a storm in the east, their hearts are broken into pieces like shatter glass. Watching their children run barefoot in the sand, with no place for them to call home. Heart break tragedy there go the tears that hits everyone heart, as they rumble through news paper after news paper. Read for read, over 670,000 americans are living out on the streets, as they are pulling along what they only have left. City traffic lights flashing 24/7. car's moving in periodic directions, as homeless people stand holding sign's asking for money to feed themselves. Why be so, cold as stone when their are people standing without a home. Do you ever feel that gut instinct to reach out? Grab that last dollar you may have. Putting all what you do aside, Man to see a young child cry. Wow this could be me. Note: This poem came to me as I was reading a news paper, and there was a pacific article that I was reading that made this poem what it is.