Poetry Thursday 10

Who is this person???

Who is this person inside my head
That makes me think of the things you said
Who is this person that makes me say the
things I thought I couldn’t
And makes me do the things I said I wouldn’t
Who is this person that makes me change
how I feel
That makes me think my emotions aren’t real
Who is this person that won’t let me forget
All of the things that I regret
Who is this person that won’t let me forget you
And all of the wonderful things that you do
Who is this person that makes me choose good
From bad
And makes me feel happy when I am sad
If this person can save me from all the things I
Want to do
Then why couldn’t they save you too

Fun Job

I went skydiving over the weekend, and it was so much fun. I love the feeling of falling and depending on something to save your life. :) But while we were there I was looking at the planes and the helicopters and it brought back what I really want to do with my life. I want to fly helicopters. I have wanted to do this since I was young and I am thinking that I better start learning and do something that I know I will love. But as with all things in life.....Money is holding me back. The cheapest school I can take here in Utah to get totally certified is $11,000. Are they insane!! Lets not forget the cost to buy a helicopter after I am done. Aagin, why does everything in life revolve around money. It is BS.

Swine Flu

I love how when there is an outbreak of some virus thats all people talk about. I am sitting here at work minding my own business and have heard at least 3 people say "hopefully you dont get the swine flu". Really.......

Poetry Thursday 10

You and Me…………….
You love her now I can see
But all I can think about is you and me
Does she make you feel like you want to feel
I wish I could show you that I love you still
All the tears I have cried
All the lies I have lied
Telling myself you loved me deep inside
All the nights laying there thinking of you
Hoping that you were thinking of me too
All those things are now in the past
Because you are with me at last
Now we are together like it should be
Together forever you and me

Poetry Thursday 9

Today

Today is the day that you died
Today is the day that everyone cried
Today is the day that it rained real hard
Today is the day I would have given you a
birthday card
Today is the day the sky seemed black
Today is the day I started looking back
Today is the day your mom will sit and
weep
Today is the day that nobody will sleep
Today is the day I will never forget
Today is the day all bad things I will
regret
Today is the day I wish it were me and
not you
Today is the day I say I love you

Cancer

It seems like the only word I have heard for months is Cancer. Why is that? I remember that I could go years without hearing that word and now it seems like it is part of my vocabulary. My friend passed away from breast cancer in August, my second dad passed away from it in February, my friends mom is battling it right now, other friends know people who are struggling with it and today my most favorite aunt is having a mastectomy and will start the battle. What is going on?

Move...yes....no

I have been pondering a drastic move and I am having a hard time with a decision. I really hate Utah and need a change of pace and scenery. But I am having the hardest time facing the reality that I will be leaving my friends and family and everything I have known my whole life. I am wondering how others got the strength to pick up and leave and not look back. I am hoping that there will just be a day that I wake up and say "ok lets do it" and feel like it is what is supposed to happen. I swear decisions become harder the older you get. I should have moved right out of high school like I planned. Son of a......

Poetry Thursday 8

Homeless and Hungry

You see them sitting in the naked cold
All alone with nothing to hold
People read their sign and just turn their head
Don’t even care about the last time they were fed
They can’t get a job because they don’t qualify
Nobody sheds a tear when they die
They lay on the ground with hearts full of pain
With only a newspaper between them and the rain
The shelters are full so they have nowhere to stay
On the streets is where they append their day
This is a problem that must be cured
It’s growing and growing and becoming absurd
Find it in your hearts to help make a change
And someone’s life you could rearrange