Everyone has their own way
of saying every little thing.
Someone can say
the rudest thing in the nicest way
and we wont even blink.

But sometimes the nicest thing
is said in the rudest way
and we break into tears
or start screaming our fears.
And we don't know what to say.

But what I love
is how
no matter what we say
or how we say it
They are simply words
that could easily mean
something else entirely.

Flowers

many flowers spring forth

from my mind

some bloom

others wither
others grow into
magnificent trees.
Some bear fruit
while others are simply flowers.

Sometimes I'll cut them down
place them in a vase
and share them with a friend.
Other times
I keep them as a secret
for me and God alone.

I love these flowers,
they always smell sweet.

What do you do when you have a problem that no one will listen to? When everyone you ask answers the same but the answer just isn't satisfactory? When you've got issues and meanwhile you are stuck between two friends who've got issues of their own? What do you do?

I cry silently,
in my room
where no one can see
and then
I speak softly
stay quiet
and invisible.

The Waiting is Done

Just a few more days
just a couple more hours
now minutes
now seconds

It is here now finally.
The waiting is done
It greats me at my door.

Shadows dance about in the gloom.
It is he
and he has hidden his face.

He holds out his hand
bone thin and white.
I take it gladly,
I've waited so long.

He leads me off into the night
And silently I wonder
Where my destination might be.

Hiatus

If you don't mind
I think I'll sit here awhile
and admire the view.
Homework can sit
on the back burner.
Its time that I
revel in the warmth
of the wind
that whips about me.

If you don't mind
I think I'll skip chores today
What's the point
of them anyway?
The dishes can wait,
the carpet wont get much worse,
and the dust
can easily be blown away tomorrow.

If you don't mind
I think I'll take hiatus now.

As the day passes,
my mask begins to fade.
Eyeshadow slowly fades
wearing away,
                slowly
until only a tint is left.

My lipstick rubs off
as I wipe my mouth
after lunch, a pinkish stain
taints the white paper.

Foundation, that peachy color
that covers all these,
imperfections,
transfers itself to everything
my hand as I itch a scratch
the paper as I lay my head to rest

My mascara,
that lengthens and defines
my thin lashes,
flakes off
leaving little pieces
under my eyes.

And by the time that I get home,
between the now and then,
That mask I wore
when I walked out the door
has faded back to me.

I see the scars
the overly red cheeks,
and all the other blemishes.
I see how my eyes dull
against my natural skin.
I see my lips with no color at all.

And I'm glad
that someone sees me
after my mask has faded.
Even if its only
me seeing me.

Intellectual

If you want to sound like an intellectual, end every statement with a question.

Ever think its too much?
This life that you're living?

Homework and work
and classes and life?
Late nights
early mornings
long days
with sleepless nights?

So much to do
and so much
 wanted to be done
only 24 hours,
or 1440 minutes
or 86400 seconds
per day.
8 hours
or 480 minutes
or 28800 seconds
asleep.

Look at all that wasted time.

6 hours of work
per week.
7.50 per hour.
45 per week.

Hello gas money.

But what about those shoes
or prom this year?
What about that summer camp
and soccer fees?
Where's that money coming from?
Not me.
Not yet.

So, am I striving for too much at once?
Working to hard
for the hours in a day
for something out of reach?

I pray to God that I'm not.

Jesus Saved Me Today

Jesus saved me today.
He took my soul
cleaned it
polished it up
made it shine,
buffed out the scratches
made the impurities beautiful.

Then,
He set me up on the mantel.

Tomorrow He may have to do it all again,
But for today,
for right now,
I am
clean
happy
and with Him.

What Would You Do (Unfortunately I can't ask Jesus and get an immeadiate reply)

So what would you guys do if one of your friends, that you maybe kinda like and were thinking about taking to a dance is actually not (ummm how should I put this?) who you thought they were? Like there whole lifestyle isn't what you thought it was. And it's not something small and as inconsequential as, uh let's say breaking the drinking law every now and then (not that I'm saying that's acceptable......). I'm talking things like they're complete jerks, or they don't like the gender you thought they did.... you know... stuff like that.  And this lifestyle difference is something you are entirely against (to the extent of Civil War type dislike).
See, I have this situation. Right now. I've got no clue what to say, what to do, or who to turn to. And I want to support this friend of mine (and keep them as a friend) but I want to let them know how wrong what they are doing is. So how do I do that? How I tell someone that I hate what they're are doing but still like them as a person?