Slow motion compass

Slow motion compass of my mind

pointing to my next move, my next step,

my next breath

Follow the instructions completely,

and I will make it through

but one false move

well, I don't even want to think about what that would do

So I'll follow step by step

and never miss a beat

because veering off the path

could be the end

or the beginning

and I'm not willing to take the risk,

in the hope it will lead me where I want to go

so instead I will follow

and I will lead

but never once will I leave the path

and as the slow motion compass of my mind

tells me to go left

and my heart says to go right

I will make a sharp turn left

and watch helplessly

as my heart fades into the distance

silence

Silence

It stops

The beating of the heart

With nothing more magical than silence

A lifetime of memories completed

With one last breath
the end is nothing memorable

Just silence

And as the heart goes still

The rest of the world is bustling

Not even stopping to realize

that one person will miss tomorrow’s sunrise

Revolting

It’s revolting

The way they forget our names

And forget our faces

And forget that we have hearts and souls

And that we too are people

It’s revolting the way they toy.

They toy with our emotions

And with our hearts

And dangle them like a yoyo

Or a dog on a leash

It’s revolting the way we let them get away with it

And even more so the way they joke about it afterwards.

It’s revolting to realize that we want it enough to give in

And enough to lose what we believe in.  

Home

It’s too beautiful to even realize

And it’s too subtle to notice

And it’s too fleeting to grasp

And it’s too sad to make you smile

And it’s too happy to make you cry

And it’s too short to feel long

And it’s too strong to be weak

And it’s too good to be evil

And it’s too perfect to have any flaws

And it’s too busy to be silent

And it’s too filling to leave you empty

And it’s too much alive to be gone

And it’s too much a home to feel alone

All time will do...

All time will do is wait for you to catch it

Because you have to learn to match its pace

Step for step

Tick for tick

As the pendulum swings

Like the ticking bomb

On your curious existence

Marked by first grade images

Of senior graduations

And wedding photos

Of baby showers

And 50^th anniversary toasts

That last 20 years

And end in a separation

With just a “X” on the dotted line

Of blacked-out nights

And wishfully forgotten affairs

Of the one-sided heart

That could transcend all else

Of glances stolen

From their rightful owner

As the authorities look on

And make no attempt at repercussions for the days

that were lost to childish frivolities

Instead of cubicles and 2 inch heels

And batting eyelashes

As the only form of communication

In the language of young girls

Who turned into mothers

As they lagged behind the times

Of fashion icons

And iPod touches

Are out of touch

With reality

And are missing the point

Of the current time

Because still

After all these years

They can’t seem to match the swing

Of the ticking time bomb

And all time will do is wait for you to catch it

Sad

Say hello to Sad

With her smile covering her tears

And her dorkish qualities covering up the fact that

She wants to be the girl on the cover

The girl with the friends

The girl with the guy

Say hello to Sad

The girl from the “in crowd”

Who just wants to be loved

Not used over and over again

With her 35 “best friends”

Who could care less

About her bad day

And more about their latest fling

Say hello to Sad

With her straight As 

But loneliness that can’t be rivaled

And her nights spent wondering

If he even knows she exists

Say hello to Sad

Who sits at home

Wondering what to do with her life

Or goes to work

Only to come home and feel

Unappreciated

While all the time

Still wondering what the hell

It all means

Say hello to Sad

Who never knew that love

Was supposed to hurt

That they called it a crush

Because you got crushed

And heartbreak happens routinely

Like the common cold or yearly flu

Say hello to Sad

The girl sitting next to you

Your mother

Your sister

You

Say hello to Sad

Or better yet

Smile, laugh, love

And say goodbye

Days

Days of distress

Punctuated with moments of joy

As the world keeps spinning

And you wonder why it didn’t pick you up on its way around

When the teller of time

Became the memorized narration of pop culture

And text took the place of a voice and a brain

When smiles meant nothing

Each became masked behind a laugh.

And “I Love You” became hello and goodbye

All wrapped in one

No strings attached.

When sadness was the expectation

And hope the reason to believe.

When Cinderella was a movie

That you watched as a child

As your head filled with joy

Over things that would never be.

When your “best friend” stabbed your back

And love was a whisper that echoed

Somewhere far in the distance

When the clock read 11:11

And a wish, a hope, a desperate plea

Were sent out to the world

Hoping upon all hopes

That someone somewhere was listening.

When one single tear fell down your cheek

As you watched the years pass you by

And you sat there wondering when they would stop

And pick you up

And let you along for the ride.