Waiting for Heaven

She simply laid there in the gleaming snow,
Blocking the path of dreams that flow
Away from her grasp and forever gone
To a place that lies farther than beyond.

Her hands reach out at the ray of light
That will lead her on throughout the night.
She fights back tears of burning rage
As her memories were fading, page by page.

Each snowflake buried her in her dying hopes;
And though she knew that she mustn’t mope,
She couldn’t fight the rampant fire—
That envious heart and dark desires.

But as winter faded to a cheery spring,
She couldn’t mend her broken wing:
The cripple that made her fall so low;
The cripple that made her walk the roads…

To that place in Heaven where she would sleep,
Where her tears won’t flow and she won’t weep…
But her broken heart has dragged her down.
Now in the rain was where she’ll drown.

But fear not, the summer will dry it all,
And the gentle breezes will break her falls.
Overtime, her wings will heal,
And her heart will grow with walls like steel.

Yet autumn is not far off from here,
And someday, she will return to there;
Where the leaves will gently glide to earth,
And golden leaves are what she’s worth.

From then, she’ll fly back to the skies,
And leave a world of hatred lies.
Only then will she be able to see
What it really means to be free.

Make It Simple

I walk home, mending a broken heart,
Wishing to begin again from the start…
But life isn’t that easy to get by,
And you can’t just spread your wings and fly up high.

There’s so many memories that I hate,
And so many more promised by fate.
Not many happy things will always linger,
And my past is marred by dirty fingers.

So I look at the sky and curse at God,
Knowing that he can’t end my sobs,
Wishing that I could forget the nights
When the two of us would hold such fights.

Life is so complicated in so many ways,
And everything is glazed with hate.
So this, I’ll ask you with my heart:
Just make it simple from the start.

I Am Always Right

I don't need you to love me,
And I don't want to be free.
I don't like the way you talk to me,
So go away and let me be.

Here's another glass to you,
Cause I know that you hate me too.
But look on the bright side; stop being blue,
Because happiness is not the flu.

I'll trample my way, so far away,
And nobody can lead me astray—
To the place where I can have my say…
Where night can turn into day.

So don't keep me away from light,
Locking me up at night.
Just know that I will win the fight,
Because I am always right.

I Care

Whenever you look at me, I flood with tears,
Because it’s only grief that reaches my ears.
I keep feeling like I could help, but can’t,
And you’re probably tired of my useless rants.

The thing is that I dream about you day and night,
And I refuse to loose you without a fight.
I want to stay forever in your arms.
You keep me from danger and any harm.

I feel comfortable when you smile,
And wish that it could stay a while.
Sometimes you’re just too hard on yourself,
But no matter what, I cannot seem to help.

It breaks my heart to see your face
When you’re struggling to keep up pace.
Whenever you’d cry, I’d cry too,
Because I am that devoted to you.

I wish that you could understand my heart—
How I’ve loved you from the start.
Goddess, answer to my pleading prayers:
Please tell him that I will always care.

It's kind of strange to look back at your previous work and become filled with memories. I wrote this poem a while back, when I was still dating my ex-boyfriend. He was always sad because he had lyme disease. My heart ached for him.

The night that he broke up with me, I was in absolute shock. He was so calm when he told me that he couldn't afford to be in a relationship with me. All I could do was stand there and hear him out, then burst into a million tears. I seriously thought that we would last, but I guess that fate hadn't meant for that to happen.

I walked home that night, barely seeing what was in front of me. As I was crossing the cross walk towards the library, a car came plunging towards me. I heard it come to a screeching hault, and thanked God that it hadn't run me over.

To all those girls who have had their hearts torn apart, I know how you feel.

How I Lived A Hundred Years

I swore I was on the brink of death,
As the angels came to take my breath.
I heard their singing like a summer breeze,
Amidst a temperature of ninety degrees.

And though I knew that I would die,
I couldn’t bear to say good-bye…
So I prayed to God that I should stay
In this world for one more day.

I closed my eyes and prepared to go,
Like a river that would skip and flow
Through an endless world of dark and light—
Where there’s no difference between day and night.

But then an angel came to me,
And told me that I was granted free;
That I could take my one more stay
Which would be short to my dismay.

Later that night, I prayed again.
I said “Thank you,” and then “Amen.”
God looked down at my teary face,
And knew that this was my only place.

I didn’t belong in the place up there,
And He knew that I was needed here.
So he gave me another day
To retrieve those who have astray.

For years and years, I guided them:
The children, women, and even men.
I led them to the path of love,
The love that had been bless from above.

On my ninety-ninth birthday, I was old,
With wrinkled wisdom in every fold.
I had saved the others from their fears,
And that was how I lived a hundred years.

I swear that it was meant to be,
And that this task was just my destiny.
I’d like to relive my memories and then…
I’d save our people all over again.

Close Your Eyes

Close your eyes and fall away
To the place that seemed so far away—
To the conscious that told you that you were loved;
To a destiny that shall conquer all above.

Close your eyes and drift in peace,
Although all the sorrows may increase.
Just find your soul within the woods
Of darkness where the shadows stood.

But never forget the lasting love
That will shine to you from above.
And those whispers of fantasies denied—
So hopeless, leaving you so defied.

And yet there’s kindness within your heart,
Although you have been cold to start.
But too many rejections have made you hard,
And nothing can help you, near or far.

You tried to speak, but nobody’s there
To hold your hand to everywhere.
You tried to stand, but you’d just fall down,
And let the madness spin you ‘round.

So close your eyes and run away
On a path that leads you throughout the days
Of strife and pain and the endless night—
To never give up without a fight.

But life doesn’t work that way at all,
And there are times when you will fall.
So don’t let anger soar and trouble fly,
Just forget the world and close your eyes.

When I was little, I thought that the world revolved around me. It was a rather selfish thought, I know, but I was young and naive. Everyone used to fill my day with praises and smiles. I didn't know that anger, jealousy, heartbreak, and depression existed.

I didn't know that someday, I would run into so many problems and realize that I'm fallible. I always thought that I was a princess. Well, partially that was because everyone treated me like a princess. I didn't know that someday, I would meet this wonderful guy that I thought that I would keep forever just to have him break my heart forty days later.

What more is that I have so much stress to deal with. High school has never seen tougher days. We teenagers must balance social life and school work as well as having the frightening thought of college lingering overhead. I mean, seriously! Talk about major stress!

I balance my stress by closing my eyes and just drifting away into my own little world. Sometimes, I would zone out from the daily drama and return to the old days, when everything was perfect. I would imagine that my dream boyfriend would wrap his arms around me and say, "Everything's gonna be just fine. Don't you worry about a thing." Of course, that only lasts for a short while. Soon, the driving forces of reality would pull me back down to Earth and make me focus on work, work, and even more work.

My name is Lauren, and I'm fourteen years old. I have huge dreams to go to Harvard or MIT and become a graphics designer as well as a web programmer. Time is something that I value above all else. I realize that life is short, and I'm about to enjoy every second of it. Ever since I began Freshman year of high school, I saw the world with fresh eyes. Life is what you make it, and I'm going to paint a fairy tale for my future.