Dear Magnolia

This is something I wrote for a class last quarter. We had to write a letter to our past self. It seems fitting at this time in my life. 

Dear Magnolia,

I know you want me to tell you what life becomes

To tell you all the parts to avoid 

The sticky sharp parts 

The parts that you think will ruin you

I wish I could take them all away

The nights you had to flip your dampened pillow

The loneliness you despised

The separation you felt 

I can't tell you what to do

I won't tell you where to turn

I understand how lost you will feel

I know the hopelessness in your spirit

I do promise you that one day you grow up

You learn things slowly 

Mistakes will always a part of your life

But they will not define you

You will find love that sucks

 all the air out of your lungs

You will find loss that does that and more

People will cherish you

Others won't

One day people will tell you how different you are

They will show you facts and remedies

Your disease is nothing like they say

You will find the courage in yourself and not a pill

Be strong, Magnolia

Strong like your mother always told you to be

You are more like her than you wish to believe

One day you will find strength there

I will not tell you, Magnolia what life will give

You will find your peace

You will learn from what you do

Every mistake will bring you here

You may find it cruel

You may become even more apathetic

So go ahead, take that shot

Get that tattoo, kiss that boy

I do not take it all back for you

I give it to you freely

You will find your spirit

You will find your words

The Opposite Side Of The Door

This is originally a song that I wrote. As much as I adore poetry, Its not exactly my strongest voice. But, somehow when I add music to the page I just can't help myself. 

This is about finding love in life, good timing or not. And how the chances you may take in your dreams could save your life when you're awake.

(PS-In poetry every word means something, grammar doesn't really exist. Its a beautiful thing.)
(PPS- Im not just saying that so I don't have to spell check...mom.)

There once was a girl

Who dreamed she had curls

Her Momma's she'd longingly twirl

But in the morning she wakes

Her soul it does ache

For a man from an opposite world

She wanders she sings

Her voice gives her wings

And she flies to the opposite world

And there in his arms

She senses no harm

And her hair grows long down in swirls

And the moon it glows

Oh the moon it grows

On the opposite worlds' desert floor

There love will survive

Their souls come alive

On the opposite side of the door

A young man is waiting

His timing he's hating

The opposite world is in storm

He knows if he goes

Her face will not show

And all of his life he will mourn

And the moon it glows

Oh the moon it grows

On the opposite worlds' desert floor

There love will survive

Their souls come alive

On the opposite side of the door

In stories we're told

Some day we grow old

And our children will cry they will mourn

Don't wait for the day

When you can't fly away

To the opposite worlds' shining shore

For a haunting will take you

Your memories will fade you

Your young heart will guide you no more

You'll howl out and pray

Another chance will give way

To find love like you found once before

Oh the moon it glows
Oh the moon it grows
On the opposite worlds' desert floor

There love will survive
Their souls come alive
On the opposite side of the door