When I was Young

You think you know me so well. You think I’d purchase what you sell, pickled in your private hell. I will scream and I will yell. ~Max Bemis (Say Anything)

~When I was Young~

When I was young the world was so large. 

Every flower was new.

Every smell filled my lungs with joy. 

God was one prayer away.

And his love was mostly shown through the prayers of loved ones. 

Day by day I lived carelessly knowing I was safe from harm.

To be so young,

To feel as I did would be a wonderful thing to feel again.

My Cheesy Video Game Poem

“Video games are bad for you? That's what they said about rock n' roll.”
― Shigeru Miyamoto

~My Cheesy Video Game Poem~

Environments fly past me with unrivaled force.
Desserts, oceans, and forests take me away from reality and into worlds I could otherwise not be part of.
Virtual worlds and virtual emotion shine light on things I could never fully explore.
And I even can rescue a Princess when I am bored.

When  a movie does not satisfy, or a book not interactive enough,
I let my mind dive into the space of polygons and shaders that make a beautiful face.
If I want power I play with my mouse and keys, if I want to lay down and relax a controller is in my hands.
Power does not make a game good, but the how the game is played.

Environments fly past me with unrivaled force.
While the big three fight and snarl,
I enjoy all three as well as my PC.

I Dropped a Pin One Day

"Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty."

- Mother Teresa

~I Dropped a Pin One Day~

I dropped a pin one day.

The next day I picked it up.

It was a single drop of a single object.

Because of this I picked it up.

That was the day a soul fell apart.

The next day I helped pick it up.

It was a single person with a single soul.

Because of this I picked it up.

I dropped two pins one day.

The next day I picked them up.

It was two drops of two objects.

Because of this I picked them up.

That was the day two souls fell apart.

The next day I helped pick them up.

It was  two people with two souls.

Because of this I picked them up.

This pattern went on and on.

The pins would fall.

I would pick them up.

Souls would fall apart.

I would pick them up.

Until the souls no longer fell and the pins no longer dropped.

The pins the souls they stopped dropping at the number 33.

I dropped a pin one day.

The next day I did not pick it up.

It was a single drop of a single object.

Because of this I did not pick it up.

That was the day I fell apart.

The next day no one picked me up.

Because of this no more pins would drop.

Because of this those around fell apart. 

The next city over Lacie dropped a pin.

That same day she picked it up.

Maybe she wont fall one day?

The Carnival

I wrote this one awhile ago while going through a rough time.

It turns out you were into yourself. It turns out you could f**k your way out. Just once more for my baby girl. ~Lydia

~The Carnival~ 

Enter for the chance to win a prize.
The prize today is a broken heart, but tomorrow the prize is misery.
Sweet candy and caramel corn the carnival is in full swing.
Entering into madame Clarice's she tells me to sit down and play her little game.
"Enter for the chance to win a prize my dear. The prize today is a broken heart, but tomorrow the prize is misery.
If you feel like leaving you cannot you must play and you will always win."

A week later the carnival was still sweet and it was still swinging.
Another victim comes into the game, and this victim is still me after last weeks life changing day.
She looked me in the eye and said,
"Welcome my dear. Wont you sit down and play?
Enter for the chance to win a prize.
The prize for today is a bitter day, but tomorrow the prize is no more day.
Come in and play my little game.
Once you enter you must stay.
You will play my little game.
You will play and you will win.
Thank God you came today."