Monday, June 17, 2013

Protector

Me, I'm a protector. It doesn't matter what you say to or about me; I will move on. Sure, I hurt like anyone else, but I'm quick to forgive - especially if there are cookies and/or chocolate involved. :-) However, when it comes to my family and my friends I'm a little less forgiving. I wish I could take all their pain away. I wish I could be somebody who's depended on, who can make things better just by being there. Even if it's not me, I just don't want them to hurt anymore. I guess that's where this next poem comes from.

Protector

If I could, I would wrap you
In a blanket soft and warm
I would hide you from the monsters
And all those memories which do you harm

If I could, I'd protect you
I would stand up in your place
I'd do battle with the demons
To keep the smile on your face

If I could, I would hold you
In my arms and hug you tight
We'd sink into the depths together
Emerge in a world full of sunlight

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Poem

She slept while dreaming of the world
She left behind some time ago
And thought her heart would break again
From weakness to internal foes
She put her heart into a letter
Sent it off, no looking back
She faced the day of her defeat
And cried at the same time she laughed

Wake up from your dreams now, sweetie
You've got a grown-up life to lead
We'd all like to live in dreamland
Reality's not all we hoped it would be
Problems which won't wait forever
Are calling you back down to me
When it all seems dark, just remember
The real world's deeper than you can dream

Life continued as it should have
Most her dreams are different now
She aches a little at reminders
She had the light and took her bow
All her life she'll remember
What she loved and what she lost
Though her life can seem so bitter
She thinks it all was worth the cost

Wake up from your dreams now, sweetie
You've got a grown-up life to lead
We'd all like to live in dreamland
Reality's not all we hoped it would be
Problems which won't wait forever
Are calling you back down to me
When it all seems dark, just remember
The real world's deeper than you can dream


I showed this to my dad and he said, "I have no idea what it's about, but it seems deep." Haha. Thanks Dad. I wrote this poem at two in the morning when I couldn't sleep. So feel free to critique (or speculate, whatever). But really, I'm curious. What do you think?