Found some of my old poems. They’re ridiculously stupid, but they’re from high school. I think some of them have potential. Maybe I’ll try to rewrite some sometime.

http://postpoems.com/members/iloveyou831

Unattached, unattainable,
Flying, fluttering, fleeing
Hiding, whoring, unholy
Hypocrite

My emotions are a mirror, my body it’s frame
Reflecting what others feel, I bear this pain.
So compassionate with a need to help others.
Trying to fill the void left by neglecting mothers.
Holes in weary hearts formed by a drug.
I long to embrace them with a comforting hug.
Drugs are the solution that aren’t solutions at all.
Souls are unhappy so their body takes a fall.
Life is depressing, nothing goes right.
These sad people struggle and fight
For something free yet so hard to find.
Negativity is strong and renders you blind.
My internal mirror, if it had powers,
Would take sad tears and transform them to flowers.
When people feel lonely, sad or hopeless,
My mirror absorbs. These feelings I now possess.
My mirror has ears, so I can listen for days.
Reflects in all different angles to show many ways.
Behind the mirror, there is a light.
For most, this glow of hope is out of sight.
Those who look hard enough will eventually find
The radiance of happiness and will no longer be blind.

I don’t know where you are, but I hope that you’re okay. You’re scaring me. There’s nothing I can do. I don’t know where to look. I don’t know where you are. I made a phone call and that’s all I could do. Please be okay. Please.

I feel so useless sitting here. I feel like I need to do something. Where are you?

I’m sorry if I’ve failed you. You’ve always been such a great safe-haven for me… I suck.

I’ve been having a hard time getting online.
I’ve been having a lot of fun, though.
I have a million pictures to post when I get a chance.
I saw Bink 182 at River Riot.
I’ve been drinking so much Keystone Light.
I miss everyone.
Hopefully tomorrow works out.