Snow

Snow by Sleeping at Last

The branches have traded their leaves for white sleeves
All warm-blooded creatures make ghosts as they breathe
Scarves are wrapped tightly like gifts under trees
Christmas lights tangle in knots annually

Our families huddle closely
Betting warmth against the cold
But our bruises seem to surface
Like mud beneath the snow

So we sing carols softly, as sweet as we know 
A prayer that our burdens will lift as we go
Like young love still waiting under mistletoe
We'll welcome december with tireless hopeLet our bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
May the melody disarm us
When the cracks begin to show
Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts
The table is set and our glasses are full
Though pieces go missing, may we still feel whole
We'll build new traditions in place of the old
'cause life without revision will silence our souls
So let the bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
May the melody surround us
When the cracks begin to show
Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts
As gentle as feathers, the snow piles high
Our world gets rewritten and retraced every time
Like fresh plates and clean slates, our future is white
New year's resolutions will reset tonight

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This is one of many of my favorite Christmas song <3 It's so calming and beautiful. later, I will post a video of me dancing to this. The style will either be Jazz or Lyrical.

I am not plain. 

I will not stay inside the box for your sake. 

I will not hold back my power just because you cannot do what I can. 

I see now, your true colors.

I see now what is hidden under your skin. 

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I have had a lot of things on my mind lately. There are a lot of hard decisions to make. It won't be easy but in the end it will pay off. I am ready to move on and leave things behind. 

Pretending to Work in English Class

Words words words I am writing words
I am writing words for the sake of writing words
I am writing words because I must write words
I must I must I must write words
Words words words must write words
Busy must look busy busy
Busy as a bee
Busy writing words
And now
And now I am finished
I am finished writing words
I am no longer busy
No more words
Goodbye

"To be great is to be misunderstood." -Emerson

"Why can't you just act like a normal person?"

My dad is overly preoccupied with normality. He thinks that everyone in the world should look and act the same way, his way, and that whatever does not fit into his philosophy is wrong in some fashion.

There is nothing wrong with being different. To break away from confirmity is to be unique, creative, groundbreaking, and beautiful. Nothing of great importance has ever been accomplished by keeping your head down and blending in. You must be bold, openminded, and free. After all, someone has to be.

What can I say?

"You say you love the rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love the sun, but you seek shade when it’s shining. You say you love the wind, but when it comes you close your window. So that’s why I’m scared when you say you love me."

-Bob Marley

"I thought I was living a fairytale, but it’s time I grew up and close this stupid book."

Sometimes...

Sometimes it breaks your heart to remember what was. But sometimes you just have to remember, his touch, his kiss, his smile… but, most of all, the sound of his voice when he whispered your name and he said… “I love you.” Who knew then, that one day he’d leave you, and you’d hope and pray that some day you could forget those most cherished of all things.

-Alicia Brooks Lackey

"An empty room can be so loud…

Especially when it still echos your name…"

"…stony limits cannot hold love out,

And what love can do, that dares love attempt."

-Romeo & Juliet

-Thorn♥

Upon A Spider Catching A Fly

In this poem by Edward Taylor, a puritan in the 1600's, he talks about sinners and saved people. He represents the devil as a spider that spins alluring, intricate webs that trap petty sinners in a life of torment and pain. He states that he carefully lets the wasp, the saved one, escape that way the saved one will not ruin his perfect web. Furthermore, the fly caught by his leg, who is barely into the web of lies from the spider, is killed quickly to prevent his escape. He tells us that the spider (the devil) wants to entrap all of the human race, all of Adam and Eve's offspring, and lead them into the magnificent swirls of his web. The only one who can save them is God, and if you repent, he can save you. I find this poem very beautiful and it really spoke to me even though I'm not very religious. I hope you enjoy it as well!

Upon a Spider Catching a Fly

BY EDWARD TAYLOR

Thou sorrow, venom Elfe

Is this thy play,

To spin a web out of thyselfe

To Catch a Fly?

For Why?

I saw a pettish wasp

Fall foule therein:

Whom yet thy Whorle pins did not clasp

Lest he should fling

His sting.

But as affraid, remote

Didst stand hereat,

And with thy little fingers stroke

And gently tap

His back.

Thus gently him didst treate

Lest he should pet,

And in a froppish, aspish heate

Should greatly fret

Thy net.

Whereas the silly Fly

Caught by its leg

Thou by the throate tookst hastily

And 'hinde the head

Bite Dead.

This goes to pot, that not

Nature doth call.

Strive not above what strength hath got,

Lest in the brawle

Thou fall.

This Frey seems thus to us

Hells Spider gets

His intrails spun to whip Cords thus

And wove to nets

And sets.

To tangle Adams race

In's stratigems

To their Destructions, spoil'd, made base

By venom things,

Damn'd Sins.

But mighty, Gracious Lord

Communicate

Thy Grace to breake the Cord, afford

Us Glorys Gate

And State.

We'l Nightingaile sing like

When pearcht on high

In Glories Cage, thy glory, bright,

And thankfully,

For joy.

"Fighting the monsters within, killing them with love."

-2012; Me

-Thorn ♥