you asked me
why
you might not remember
it was awhile ago
but i froze
i didn't know how to answer

it was a basic question
something
i should have the answer to
right?
but you see
sometimes the simple questions
are the hardest to answer
sometimes they're so much more
than little me

it's been awhile
and now
i see what i didn't before
and now
i know why
but you
you don't care to know why
anymore

that's okay
at least now i have an answer
even if i'm never asked
again

observing the dreamers

maybe
the moon isn't so dead after all
perhaps
the moon is much more alive
than the rest of us

from shining its light
for passionate dancers
lovers twirling in the street
to peaking in through the window
comforting those alone
crying into their pillows

observing the dreamers and sleepers
the adventurers and worriers
the excited and heartbroken

indeed
the moon has seen far more
than any one
could ever dream

drowning

i sink
deeper
deeper
deeper
until the sun
no longer reaches me

i struggle
harder
harder
harder
but i fall
with no control

so my hand reaches
up
up
up
and i'm pulled
out of the darkness

because of his
love
love
love
i am no longer
drowning

she lived

the world outside
was sad
it pierced her heart
with icy winds
and in every step
the ground cracked
beneath her
she was isolated
afraid
for this was not
her home
yet
she carried on
because she knew
one day
she will be taken home
and today
it was her job
to make that known to others
so she smiled
and
she lived

rescue us

it's easy
to want to be rescued
and to think
people
can do just that
we throw our burdens
on them
we lay out our hearts
and we give them
our deepest darkest secrets

rescue me
we whisper
make me feel whole
make me feel special
make me feel forgiven
rescue me

but these people
they're just like you and i
with heavy burdens
hurting hearts
painful secrets
they too are whispering
rescue me

who will save us
now?

her last smile

once
i knew this lady who always smiled
you see
she was a lonely person
with no loved one to hold her tight
during the dark nights
her children were grown
off in the world
making a life for themselves

i'm so proud of them
she would say
they're such good kids

yet
these children never called
never came home
because they were busy
or something
still
this lady
she was happy
her eyes held wrinkles
only made possible by laughter
she filled her house
with memories
the smell of brown sugar
and yellow roses

when it got too quiet
which was often
she filled the silence with prayer
for she knew
he was enough for her

one day
this lady
her heart stopped
some say it was from loneliness
that this life
was too much for her
but i like to think
it was because
her heart was too full with goodness

dying
she gave one last smile
to the world that had been so
unkind to her
and went to be with her savior
forevermore