new years

New Year's Eve

inner workings

It's New year's eve
In a minute
The world will start again.
What can I promise to do this year?
What empty words can I send out?
Maybe I'll lose 20 pounds,
Maybe I'll start excercising again.
Maybe I'll go back to school.
And fail
and fail
Time freezes and
I'm stuck between years.
If I don't resolve to change
does that mean the year won't?
I am becoming.
I look up
at your smiling face
another day
another time
Your heart was broken once
So you shattered mine.
Years between then
and now
One more now
if I could only
let it pass.
A promise to myself
A promise to the world
A promise...
I shut my eyes
I hear the clock striking twelve.
There is screaming in the streets.
This year I maybe
I'll forgive you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this in December of 2008

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New Years

If there's anything I'd love to do in this New Year Day,
It'll be to kiss you until everything I ever endured escapes my train of thought.
If I had to explain how the thought of being in love with you makes me feel I'd be
Stuck in between reality & eternal love. Simply because the foreign way my heart beats for you
Is far beyond verbal explanation.

My beautiful girlfriend for the first time I'm not afraid to accept love
And love, love is indefinite for I could only imagine eternity with you.
You're my queen and my everything royal, You're my life I can't deny the fact that I adore you.

Sadly on a special day like this I can't accompany you physically but, my heart & my love will
Always be with you spiritually.
I'll love you forever even past the tears, You're my star baby Happy New Years.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Based on a true story

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I resolve
to be less sarcastic,
to be less random,
to be more normal,

Screw this.

What defines 'normal',
a boring person
with no mind,
no thoughts to themselves,
no power,
no control,
no magic,
nothing I cherish,
nothing I love.

I resolve
to save a life,
to live without fright,
to never take flight-

Ah, but I contradict myself,
what is life without death?
What is living
if you don't have fear?
Is fear not our indication
that we are alive
and have something to loose?

I will save a life, though
in my own subtle way.
Befriend someone who seems down,
take someone's hand
when most would break it,
show them how to fly,
show them the length of their wings.

I resolve
to not think so hard,
to not get stressed
over things I shouldn't
need to think about.
I will-

Ah, but that's not me.
That's not me at all.
I can't stop my mind from thinking,
can't stop myself from worrying,
can't just tell my frame of mind to melt away.
Speeding trains can't stop in an instant,
not if the rails are coated with ice.

I resolve
to find true love,
to speak up,
to tell that one person I-

I can't do that either.
True love is not to be looked for,
it is to be found,
it is to be discovered.
And I'll never speak up,
I know that it's true,
I'll never tell him,
I'll never say it.
It's just not me.
Don't tell me I can because I can't,
you say there's nothing to loose,
that's stupid,
I'd be loosing what in my mind I could gain,
I'd be loosing the chance,
I'd be loosing it all.

I resolve
to write less of my own thoughts
and more stories,
tales woven with words

No, no, no!
My thoughts are a story,
my thoughts are my own.
Not for someone to understand,
not for anyone to "get".
My thoughts are my ink flasks,
my life is my parchment,
I'll keep it going,
keep on writing,
'cause when I stop,
when I put that pen down,
my life will be over,
my thoughts trickling away.
Who would have heard them?
Who would have known I existed?
No one.
And that's not what I want.

I resolve
to get my name out there,
to see it in stars,
for all to know me,

Bah! Why would I want that?
Why would I want everyone to know my name?
Why would I want fans
when with every fan is someone
who wants you gone,
who wants to never have heard of your work.
I only want those who's minds are busy,
who's eyes see what I see,
a world not to be grasped,
but to be lost and found again,
those who feel so much joy at the wonder
and so much pain at the horror,
those who understand death,
those who never want to understand life.
Because life is a gift, a mystery to be solved
every mystery has a solution
but after you find it,
the mystery's gone.

I resolve
to let people understand
my strange way of thinking,
to explain something
without tilted heads

That doesn't work.
My voice is so different,
my views so strange,
no one will EVER understand,
no one will EVER see.
I know that, I do!
I know that there is no one,
no one,
who thinks like me.
I've accepted that,
I know that,
but I also know,
that there are others
with this very same thought
but with very different veiws.
Who's wrong?
Who's right?
No one,
as we're all only seeing
parts of the puzzle.

I resolve
to write shorter poems-

I'll stop there.
I'll never do that.
Not ever.
don't care if no one likes it,
don't care one bit.
I'm not changing.

I've got it!
At last!

I resolve,
to never change,
to never give in,
to stay as stubborn as I am now,
to be as sarcastic as I like,
to think hard about thing's I'll never need to worry,
to let love find me
and not to look for it,
to write long poems,
to voice my thoughts,
to not care if no one understands me,
to be random and fun
and sullen and dark
whenever I like.

'Cause I resolve
to simply be me.
But that me has one thing left to do,
I'm off to save a life.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Say nothing about how annoyingly long my poems are. It's how I write.