Topic of My Choice/ some poems

Free

You throw on a mask to achieve the task;
You wanna be cool! That's too much to ask?
You'll paint on a face, compete in the race;
You won't get a taste, can't speed up the pace.
Made weak as you seek the tip of the peak,
Your "friends" turn their cheeks, accept your defeat.
But No! You'll move on. It's time to be strong.
Been hurt all along and told you were wrong.
But now you will fight, fight on for the right.
A lightening struck kite; you'll fly high and bright.
Goodbye dear dark night! Behold my delight.
Your flame will remain throughout the game's rain.
When they're all the same, disgracing their names;
You won't be the main...but will feel no shame.
For of all you've gained, one cannot complain-
You've made your own name, you will not be tamed.




I Am Made From

I am made from the music inside me and the concerts still with me.
I am made from texting, chilling, rambling and discussing.
I'm made from old pictures left dusty in a cardboard box, Ben, friends and more.
I am made by lasting memories, bright soaring fireworks
And a pillow made by his warm and caring chest.
I'm made from his eyes shooting smiles on my lips that then leave an imprint on my mind and soul, (easily accesible for later.)
I'm made from the A.M. in the car,
From the kisses that say "I love you" for the heart that can't speak for itself.
I'm made from the ring, necklace, teddy bear and puppy
From the moments given to last forever.
I'm made from the songs that speak the un-speakable words...
From the "Rawrs" the "Oh gawshs" and the less than threes.
I'm made from Valley Fair, my cabin, Axe, Tommy Hilfiger and Holister;
I am made from the moments spent with him.



Cookies

Standing in my kitchen
Arms embrassing me from behind
Fingers getting dirty
Smiles and giggles bursting un-controllably
Egg shell in the batter
A grin resides on his face
Arms gone to wash their hands
Pushed over to the side
Egg peeling taken over
All cookies turn out well.



Chocolate

Hard decisions being processed
Head swirling around and around
Decisions made, time to cry and cry
Reach out to the chocolate
Something finally creates a sense of happiness
Something inside is finally satisfied
But it's all that brings you closure
So you reach for some more... and more and more.
Trying to leave behind what used to make you whole
Chocolate is all that's left, cherish it above the rest.