Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Sacrifice

I love you more than the sun loves the moon
And their love is a tragedy for sure
For they can never touch

I love you more than the wind loves the waves
And they call each other helplessly in the night

I love you more than the trees love the rivers
For they feed themselves never slowing of their sacrifice

I love you like the emptiness of the night
When you close your eyes and feel the pressure of the world inhale and exhale
Never wondering if the human existence deserves it at all

m.a.a

Monday, October 16, 2017

Comfort

When you were just a baby your mothers arms were the most comforting thing
And then you grew to be 3 and you had a blanket that you took everywhere
When you were 8 you had your favorite stuffed animal who would talk back to you
When you were 11 your best friend would comfort you when were teased at school
when you were 15 you felt like music was the only thing to scare the tears away
And when you were 17 you found his arms that felt like home.
Then before you could blink you were 20 and holding your first baby
And the thought of comforting them comforted you


m.a.a

Sunday, October 8, 2017

Perspective

There are two sides to everything. It's all perspective. All you see is the broken wall, but did you think about the bruised fist?

m.a.a

Monday, September 25, 2017

Ask Me Why

And I'd ask myself why


I could never believe a word you say


I walked through life


Like you never walk away


And looking out the window


I now see my mistake


I got lost in the blue sky


And those eyes weren't mine to take

M.a.a

Monday, September 18, 2017

Excerpt


         Like the stars we live in darkness, yet have our own fire to light the darkness up. I think so many things are misunderstood in this world. The blaming before the truth. The power before the trust and the conviction before the pain. It's all wrong, everything is. And its sad i seem to be the only one who notices. Maybe it's just because I
speak with the stars. Or maybe it's because I listen back. They all live in the night. Darkness doesn't have to be bad. The world has turned all good into evil. The stars never did a thing wrong, yet they die. Just because we live in darkness doesn't mean we are.

M.A.A

-Excerpt from Color On Me-


Thursday, September 7, 2017

Rain

You might have noticed I have been writing a lot about change recently. And there is a reason for that.

I Graduated high school along with both youth groups and now I have just completed my 3rd day out of 10 months of cosmetology school. At first I was terrified of the change but God has been good and I am getting in the new rhythm of things. I found this poem from a couple years ago and I though that though it doesn't talk about change it shows how much I have changed as a person. So without further ado.


Rain

There you are again, my friend the rain.

Your beautiful sound patters through my bleeding heart

Your cries remind me of the things I have never had


Comfort is what you bring me but I never want you

Knowing when you come it means I have broken down again

You never miss a night, You always remember
 

Turning my life into a story, you’re the perfect setting

I hope my small tears I shed return your favor
And again I owe the world one more thing

m.a.a

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Change


There are not many things in this world that deserve your change


But so many things that feel a different way
They can start out small and meaningless


Until one day you open your eyes and
Realize you are in a metal cage


So remember who you truly are before it's really too late
 
Because those who want to change you are just jealous of your innocent mindless age


M.A.A