Saturday, November 28, 2009

We Would See The Beauty Then We Would Stand Staring In Awe

I'm thankful for family
I'm thankful for friends
I'm thankful for the gospel
I'm thankful it doesn't end

I'm thankful for music
I'm thankful for food
I'm thankful for safety
I'm thankful for good

I'm thankful for happiness
I'm thankful for love
I'm thankful for knowledge
I'm thankful for God above

I'm thankful for beauty
I'm thankful for thoughts
I'm thankful for so much!
I'm thankful for lots!

Rhyme inspired by a day of Thanksgiving
And Bright Eyes "Bowl of Oranges"

Monday, November 23, 2009

You Might Regret What You Let Slip Away

Ready to take you for all you are worth
Eating up your insides until you are sick
Granted to follow you through this earth
Resenting the moment when you picked
Everything you've done from your birth
To the very last moment the clock ticks

Rhyme inspired by advice to live my life without regret
And Jason Mraz "Geek In The Pink"

Thursday, November 19, 2009

I Feel You Behind Me, But How Did You Find Me Here?

Breathe in.
Walk in the light is the song that we sing
As we try not to get lost in the dark
Children of light, know where they're going
Just as Christ's tender, teaching remark

Breathe out.
However so many choose not to believe
The countless miracles done by His hand
Though they've seen, they cannot conceive
For they know not where they stand

Breathe in.
Their eyes are blind and their hearts are hard
The validity of their trusting eyes has been pealed
The heart in their chest is iron and barred
If only they would keep the faith and be healed

Breathe out.
But where am I on this list of the faithfull professed
Do I turn and run with all faith? Do I trust or fail?
No, I stand in my own extremity and sedition confessed
No more, I say, no more. I turn, run, and exhale

Rhyme inspird by St. John 12:35-40
And David Wilcox "How Did You Find Me Here?"
And Paul Cardall "Breathe"

Monday, November 16, 2009


The purging of or relieving of pent-up emotional tension
Discharge of stifled emotions so as to result in the alleviation
Of the symptoms or of the permanent relief of the condition
The therapeutic result of this process, known as abreaction

Accomplished through certain kinds of art, as tragedy or music
After an overwhelming experience, it restores or refreshes the spirit
Described by Aristotle as an effect on audience, drama that is tragic
This is what I mean when I say that something truly is cathartic

Whatever it might be that allows one to feel that they're releasing
The emotions they feel that seem to be uncontrollably increasing
Pain or hurt or frustration that flows out of a person who is ceasing
To see themselves the way that portrays their potential not decreasing

That's the name of this blog that seems so random and directionless
Drifting waves of thought that freely rise and fall, though i'm oceanless
Catharsis is the purpose for which all my blogs result in motionless
Words working together to form a whole, yet completely notionless

Rhyme inspired by a cathartic trip to Rexburg
And a song I can always put my emotion into
"My Boo" by Usher featuring Nelly

Saturday, November 14, 2009

I Can't Go On Like This Much Longer

This is probably the one and only time
I will say it like it is without using a rhyme
Usually I hide behind the words and the verse
Because it's hard to say everything unrehearsed

But I'm gonna let it come straight out of my mind
And I'll let the words come just like they are blind
I am struggling to understand the cause,
The reason behind the feelings when I pause

It's like, when I'm busy, I really am fine
But when I stop and have some personal time
I just, have this dull ache that doesn't go away
I try and think it off, and shake it off, but it stays

The thing that I don't let people understand at all
Is that even when I smile, when i'm struggling, it's false
I think it actually hurts more to smile through the hurt
But I don't want people to feel like they have to comfort

I just want one person to care about how I am doing
Like, genuinely care, and not have any previous cuing
But I always feel selfish when I start to think this way
So I go out to love others, but let's be honest, inside, I pay

I don't want to just run away again and leave it
But sometimes I just don't know how to relieve it
Everything I try to do to loosen it's rediculous grip
Just seems to make it worse and make me trip

I don't know. Maybe i'm just being a dumb girl
Maybe it's still, when I feel like it's all a whirl
I wonder when the storm will break, like a fever
Running down the field, like a open wide receiver

But for some reason, I think that it's somehow climbing
I'm just glad I can express myself without just rhyming
I feel a little better choosing not to hide behind freestyles
I guess i'll just keep on trucking down this road for awhile

Rhyme inspired by coming back to an empty apartment,
well...most everything feels empty actually...
And Relient K "I So Hate Consequences"

So Done With Wishing You Were Still Here

You never know when you'll be gone
It could be tomorrow, or not very long

I had a friend in high school who did just this
Was there one day, but the next day was missed

I went to the viewing within minutes of the news
As I looked in at his face, the truth I refused

He was just there, not too long before
But then he was motionless, I swore

I went to the funeral before my big track meet
I walked into the church and found myself a seat

I listened to the service and then there was a lunch
I wasn't very hungry, for my stomach had been punched

On my way to Ypsi, the radio played a song
That forever will remind me of my friend John

I'm so sick of love songs, I can't hear one more
I listened, as I cried, and tried my best to ignore

I thought about his family and all his friends
I thought about his girl who met him at his end

I competed terribly at the meet that day
I don't really blame myself, I must say

But now, years later, the same song plays
And I can't help but think, I might be gone today

Rhyme inspired by John Mitchell
And NeYo "So Sick"

Thursday, November 12, 2009

There Are 9 Million Bicycles In Beijing

Green and sleek, was his frame and model
When he was brand new
Now he's lying there, with no more throttle
Time has taken it's due

Riding along the road with no care at all
Was the task at hand
It wasn't my intention, but he got mauled
During the crash-land

So this is a rhyme devoted to his journey
Through the road of time
Now he's being taken away on a gurney
Almost at his prime

Rhyme inspired by my bike, Eunice
And "Bicycle Samba"

Sunday, November 8, 2009

No Matter What I Do, I Feel The Pain

It's weird ya know, this ache I feel
It's almost like it's resistant
It's deep, it's there, it's very real
It's mad and sad and persistant

The weirdest thing is that I don't
Understand exactly what it is
Although I search, I can't, I won't
Find the answer to this quiz

Even when I dodge and duck
It's still right on my tail
It's a punch right to the stomach
It's the head right on the nail

The weirdest part is that I see
It has to be this way
It has to go this path to be
Happier for yet another day

Rhyme inspired by having to come back
And NSYNC "Tearin' Up My Heart" (the chorus)

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

And Honey You Know Me, It's All Or None

Running away won't do the trick
Working and thinking just make me sick
Going home helped tons but still
There is no "happy-go-lucky" pill

I'd like to say that the answers I know
But that's a lie that I can't blow
I don't know what I want to do
I don't know what I want from you

The only thing I know for sure
Is that I know nothing of cures
I felt so great and a peaceful rest
When I agreed that we did what's best

But now I am so so very confused
I feel like my emotions, I have abused
I pray and pray and pray and wait
I'll just have to settle my own debate

I don't know if I will return
Even if it is what I yearn
Is it good? Is it right?
I'll think it over one more night

Rhyme inspired by sleepless nights
And Missy Higgins "Where I Stood"