Use A Mirror

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deppilf dna sdrawkcab era srettel ehT
hguor lear si stxet ym gnidaeR
deppir si eriw elgnis a spahreP

Rhyme inspired by my broken phone
And Sesame Street "Monster in the Mirror"

And I Know How It Feels To Walk Out On Your Own

I'm over it
I have to admit
I'm over empty apartments
Empty heart compartments
I'm over working early
Doing my hair curly
I'm over worrying
The outside flurrying
I'm over crying
My hope just dying
I'm over wondering
Stupid words blundering
I'm over you
There are a few
I'm over the snow
Not much of a hero
I'm over singing
Ice cold air stinging
I'm over working late
Being here, I hate
I'm over this
I wanna be home for Christmas

Rhyme inspired by coming home to
an empty apartment all week
And by Yellowcard "Empty Apartment"

Open Me Up And You Will See

I was born in Seattle
Northern Washington
We moved down to Camas
Southern Washington

Roy was the next spot
To catch and drag us out
A summer in Michigan
And to Utah was our route

White house, yellow house
The red was even greater
Hundreds of peers and teachers
To Detroit, one year later

I've been the new kid
Eighteen plus times
'twas only a matter of days
Before I wrote this rhyme

New beginnings,
I can have my own zoo
With all of the mascots
For this prolonged haiku

It is how I live
Can't remember all the houses
Or all "my" rooms
It's like changing blouses

So you tell me why
This throwback to old fun
Feels so good
To someone always on the run

Back to the basics
Is honey to my lips
An old school reunion
Makes the beat of my heart skip

Rhyme inspired by New Beginnings
And Ingrid Michaelson "Be Ok"

There's Gotta Be A Heaven Somewhere, Could You Save Me From The Hell?

And I'm tired of sleepless nights
And mental fights
I'm tired of feeling well
And then to feel like hell
I'm tired of being alone

Rhyme inspired by let downs and
road blocks and hitting things
And Justin Timberlake "Losing My Way"

Here I am Again

I've listened to this so many times
I have no times for newer rhymes

Rhyme inspired by a song that touches my
heart and keeps me listening over again
"He Hears Me" sung by Laura Jones

Bright Silver Moons

Memories never fade
Even though they should
Gently sweeping 'cross my mind
Hell and Heaven good
After years of thinking
No more thoughts can come
May I have a new thought please?
And stop from being numb
Really that would do the trick
I think it would be nice
Even though my echoed thoughts
Let my mind think twice

Rhyme inspired by MML, memories
And Yellowcard "Rocket"

I Can Feel You Breathing, And It's Keeping Me Awake

Bedtime comes and I can't sleep
Even though it's late
Night is here, and the dark is deep
But slumber, my eyes hate
And though I try and leave my thoughts
I cannot shut them down
Like in a fisher's net I'm caught
Eyes red and mind left to drown
Yet I'll try once more...

Rhyme inspired by insomniatic thoughts
And Yellowcard "Breathing"

I Mean With Everyone

I hate lotion and chapstick
And stuff like that
I hate smothering it on
Dry skin to combat
Chapped lips on top of that

Even if I use the stuff
My lips still peel and hurt
It makes me mad
And so chapstick, I avert
And the lotion I don't squirt

It's a weakness, yes, I know
I'd rather sit and dry up
So I sit and stare
With my nose stuck up
When really I should butter up

Rhyme inspired by chapped lips
And Relient K "Chap Stick, Chapped
Lips, And Things Like Chemistry"

I've Been Dying To Tell You Anything You Want To Hear

I'm done hun
How's that for a rhyme?
It's time to run
You're running outta time
The fun is done
The clock is gonna chime
This isn't a pun
My heatbeat's gonna climb
Is that look, stun?
I've committed no crime
No bullet in this gun
I've a penny, not a dime
I'm meek as a lion
As clean as the grime
As dark as the sun
At midday noontime
I'm sick of tension
Even now in its prime
Now you're the one
Speechless as a mime

Rhyme inspired by frustration
And Fall Out Boy "Sugar We're Going Down"

Until You Get Your Check Next Week

Open, pull, lift, lay
Putting stickers on the books
In and out, everyday
Cleaning out all the nooks

Up and down the isles
I clean up on my way
All the different styles
For which people pay

Working at a bookstore
Makes me feel real smart
Not that I read much more
But I can still play the part

"Yes, that's a good one"
I say without a thought
"I would take it and run,
Before the last one's bought"

But let's be honest,
I've never read the books
And my opinion's the wannest
That anyone ever took

Maybe I could try and see
What the books all say
But then I would have to read
Instead of play all day

Rhyme inspired by working day
after day at the bookstore
And a humerous throwback to junior
high "Bills, Bills, Bills" by Destiny Child

Seize The Day Or The Day Will Seize You

My head is throbbing and my throat is sore
I've used enough kleenex for me and you
And all this coughing, I truly abhore
I'm worn out, my abs hurt, my head is blue

I turn the bottle in my shaky hands
The purpley syrup sticks to the sides
The sticker on the front, peeled off, expands
A sticky cherry smell talks to me and confides

"It's time to sleep, and it's time to rest"
A disgusted look sweeps across my face
The tiny plastic cup filled with a nasty mess
I swallow quickly and then cough, displaced

I stumble to bed and try to sleep
It doesn't take long until I'm overcome
Crazy dreams come and bury me deep
When I awake, my senses are dumb

I hate this stuff that makes my chest heavy
But's it's better than coughing all night
So I take it before bed and wake up unsteady
Maybe tomorrow I will feel alright

Rhyme inspired by my new dependence
on Nyquil for sleep
And Flynn "Nyquil"

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"

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
Regret.

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

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"

Catharsis

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