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Aprender Junior Member
since 1999-06-22
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World~ January 10, 1998 8:30 PM How could this world be cruel, yet so kind? How could the same place that gives life, take one away just as quickly? How could one place hold food, water, and love, and yet also contain poverty, racism, and hatred? How could Earth thrive, yet be so ulcerous? How could both people shining with incandescence and people thundering with hatred inhabit one place? Is it out ability to live with diversity, or are we just so wrapped up in self survival, that we block- out the rest of the world? How could this complex place supply the good and the bad, birth and death, poverty and wealth, hatred and love? I guess, that is one of the wonders of the world, but on of the good or the bad? Wind of Love~ September 1997 Cupid is not real A figure of our imagination The true giver of love is the wind When the wind blows, someone gets their first kiss When the wind blows, someone falls in love Recently, I've felt the wind Blowing with the sight of a fair lady Whose hand I wish to hold as the wind blows Have you felt the wind? Maybe not, but it's sure to blow Maybe on a windy day You'll find your true love This Pain~ October 12, 1997 My feeling of sorrow Burns from deep within Crying, yearning for my heart to heal This pain, Which no pill can heal This pain, That shatters the soul This pain, Which my body cannot hold It travels like a virus Growing worse with every passing second Showing in whatever I do I can't even hold a conversation Without hearing and feeling this pain Eventually it will disappear No longer to be heard from And a new feeling will arise One of warmth and glow But I'll never forget the pain That aches me now Even though I know it will vanish, But I still wonder, how? My Joy of the World~ October 14, 1997 My joy of the world No longer appears My joy of the world No longer cares There once was a robin A beautiful robin Who every morning flew to the pinetree And sing a lovely tune The robin is sure to come Like the sun is sure to rise One smoggy day, my robin didn't appear No tunes filled the air I thought to myself. She'll return soon enough But at the next sunrise, There was a lonely pine tree Never again have I seen my robin Although, I yearn for her chirping in the early morning If she were to ever return, My joy of the world My Blanket~ October 21, 1997 My blanket keeps me warm Whenever life is drifty My blanket is a lifesaver A flower surrounded by weeds When things are tough, I head straight for my blanket It covers me up, and assures everything is ok It brings the sunshine On a rainy day My blanket isn't a fabric But if it was, and everyone had one Life would be a warm blanket, on a cold day My blanket First Glimpse~ November 13, 1997 11:10 PM From the first glimpse, She was all I wanted From the first glimpse, I wanted to hold her, To lover her, To dance with her long into the night All, from the first glimpse The first thing I noticed was her incredible beauty, Then her striking personality From the first glimpse, We've been friends, but nothing more What I want, is for that to change My initial feeling for her to be mine, has resurfaced And she's all I think about, Day and night Won't she be mine? With all my wishing and hoping, She still won't recognize my love for her But I'll always remember My first glimpse I'll Be The One~ November 20, 1997 10:37 PM I'll be the one To stand by your side I'll be the one To make you my pride I'll be the one To help you through I'll be the one To love you true We started out as friends I didn't want our love to end We were secret lovers on the down low It was our secret, no one had to know But I wanted more, so I asked for You to be mine, cause you're so fine I'll be the one To stand by your side I'll be the one To make you my pride I'll be the one To help you through I'll be the one To love you true For you to be mine I want it in the worst way But whatever I have to do To make you happy I'll always love you, my love will never quit It'll always hurt me baby, no matter who you wit I'll be the one To stand by your side I'll be the one To make you my pride I'll be the one To help you through I'll be the one To love you true Oh, baby, why won't you take me My love is there for you to see You're the one and only Without you, I'd be lonely I'll be the one To stand by your side I'll be the one To make you my pride I'll be the one To help you through I'll be the one To love you true Take it in Stride~ May 25, 1998 Turn around, there's a hug, there's a kiss Walk down the street, there's a cuddle, there's a wish I take it in stride In the hall, there's a whisper Outside, there's a dance very slowly These are the things I see in my everyday life These are the things I dream about I hate it, I love it I don't know what to think I'm genuinely happy for the people I see, I just wish those people were me Once I had it for a short time, I had it, I lost it, I took it in stride Perhaps, what I see is just a prophecy My dream come true In a special someone I have yet to meet And if I do know them, obviously not well enough But what comes to me, I'll take it in stride Reality~ May 25, 1998 Used to hold my head up high Now I just stare at the puddles One a dream, I thought could come true Just a fantasy, chances of a blue moon Think what I want, but I've got it figured out That one in a million, well I'm not that one More like a million and one Get a grip, it's not happening I've got to face the facts of reality Maybe I'm wrong, I hope I am One day...we'll see Thinking of Amanda (A moment to be remembered)~ July 1998 Fog fills the sky so I cannot see The waves come crashing near my feet, but I cannot see them The night chill is cold And as I sit in the sand I wonder what to think Is this a happy moment filled with joy Or a time filled with sorrow I am confused about my feelings So I sit, and soak in the moment A moment to be remembered To Amanda~ I love you so much kid! Time will Tell~ September 1, 1998 12:00 AM Only time will tell how things will work out Only time will tell what I was really about Only time will tell if what I feel is true Only time will tell what happens with me and you Only time will tell what was meant to be Only time will tell if I'm for you or me Only time will tell if I was right or wrong Only time will tell if I waited too long Only time will tell if it was worth the dare Only time will tell if what happened was fair Only time will tell, but you've got to live today To see what the time will tell I Don't Know~ September 4, 1998 11:33 PM I don't know what I want I don't know what I need I don't know whose advice I should heed I don't know what to say I don't know the way Birth, death, and everything in between What should and should not be seen What I want, I can't decide Which rules I should abide What's good, what's bad What's happy, what's sad I don't know Flows~ September 18, 1998 2:20 PM The way the water flows Flowing free between the rocks As the ripples skip by And flow without a care A breeze drifts by Sending a chill down my back Katie~ September 18, 1998 10:45 PM My arms go around her All I feel is the warmth of her skin As we lay there, I think of us My eyes close, and I could fall asleep But I'd rather stay here with her Could lay with her forever Swept up in the storm But rage through the night as one Heads leaning against each other It doesn't get any better than this Just lying with the person I want to be with most What Does it Matter~ * First half: September 18, 1998 2:30 PM ^ Second half: September 22, 1998 8:01 PM What does it matter What I'm feeling now How it affects the future of me All the emotions flowing inside That hurt like it's never hurt before I wonder if it even matters When the next day, so many changes can come about And what was felt yesterday Is already forgotten Who hates me now, may love me tomorrow Who rejected, may accept And who is happy, may be sad When what you feel today Is the most important feeling ever Is quickly diminished by a one even greater Climb up to love, in a series of steps Each more important than the other Things change quickly, and the heart has to accept The girl I hate, may be my future wife The kid made fun of, the next president And nothing is to be done Why is it worth, all the blood, sweat, and tears ^For something only lasting a day Why can't we just skip to the future Where the past is recorded and viewed with chuckles of laughter Just childish fantasies Which seem all too real today The crystal ball sensed A change in the future But won't have any of it now What I think may be the best for today Is the best for tomorrow That realized, the Earth keeps on spinning The future growing every day The feelings stronger More emotions flowing inside What does it matter? Even today, not even half way there Look back and laugh, At the feelings once so strong Can't believe I said that, Can't believe that's what I thought Matured so much, in only a short time Many hourglasses for every point in time Each leaking quickly Sand rushing Signifying change in thought Yesterday a movie to look at and laugh Words~ October 1, 1998 9:50 PM To sit to ponder To love to wander... You take a chance And you might get hurt And the consequences you face You must face head on A few words mean a million new things And shed light where the sun has never shone L.O.V.E. (Liking Others Very Easily)~ October 19, 1998 10:24 PM Like anyone, I'm happy for people in love But when you have a new L.O.V.E. everyday, it's not real Once or twice at such an early age is normal When you start to overuse it, it loses it's meaning When you throw it around, it's L.O.V.E., not love Take a heavy word too lightly Love means the world, love means everything Love has to be taken more seriously Used for the rarest of people To me, L.O.V.E. has no meaning Just a simile for like To me, love means the world Death of a Fire~ November 17, 1998 11:29 PM The flames die down Leaving a burnt trace on the heart Ashes, memories of a love lost Now, the fire is nothing more than a few little sparks The death of something The death of a love The death of a boy, but the beginning of a man Thoughts~ November 30, 1998 A relationship can be like a prison in that if you are content with shelter, food, and protection you can be fine, but yet still yearn for the freedom of the outside world, and to provide shelter, food, and protection for thyself A Day~ December 7, 1998 10:44 AM The yearn for someone taken The yearn for someone's heart A longing, a lust A wish, a dream A quest for satisfaction In the eyes of the beloved Held in your arms, for an eternity Stones concreted together Seen in another's arms Their eyes on their own beloved Yet here I am Alone in my thoughts Yearning, wishing, dreaming for the day When what is there, is seen by the blind A Tear~ December 28, 1998 11:07 PM Losing a friend Why did it happen this way, to me, to us? I love her so damn much. We were so close and now it means nothing. We once made promises. To stay friends, best friends, forever. Even to get married. Now I'm lucky to get a quick "Hi" in the hallway. I was traded in for more time. There wasn't enough for me. No matter what, I tried to ignore it, to put it off, to think it wasn't there. But deep down, I knew the truth. And for the first time, I was scared to confront it. No writing or calling back, practically being ignored, no presents on the holidays. It all meant something, a hint that I chose to ignore. I did because I was scared. Scared to face the facts. I put off the conversation for as long as possible. When I called to finally let it out, I breathed a sigh of relief every time no one picked up the phone. Knowing, the inevitable could once more be put off until I regained my courage. I had it all planned out, the way it would go. At first, I thought that maybe i was wrong. There had to be a logical explanation. Knowing there wasn't, I was prepared for the worst. When the worst came, it hurt like it never hurt before. Right now, I am crying, the first time since last December. When my Great-grandmother died, a death. This in itself is also a death. The death of a soul, now split into two. Two inseperables, separated. The worst feeling, knowing your full hearted love is not slightly returned. Why did this happen to me, to us? Why? I pose that question, knowing the possible answers. Destiny, it wasn't meant to be. Or, that we simply outgrew each other, and will move onto better things. But who outgrew who, me or her? Who is moving on? No matter what happens, this won't be forgotten. No matter where I go, I'll think about it. Soccer and basketball, her two favorite sports. Dru Hill, her favorite singing group. "All My Life" our song. I'll be 50, and hear that song as one of the top songs of the 90's. And I'll think of a beautiful Katie DiGiovanni and a younger version of myself. I'll wonder what ever happened to Katie? Forget 36 years from now, how do I face tomorrow? The group of friends we so closely share. Will sides be taken? Will David Berry disappear off the face of the Earth, only to be remembered as Katie DiGiovanni's former best friend. A mere mortal in the hands of a goddess. What do I become now? As a person will I survive? Surely, but when will the pain heal? Maybe one day I'll laugh, just a silly 14 year old I was. But maybe I won't. Maybe this is one of those things I'll never forget. Something that whenever is mentioned will bring a tear to my eye. "Hey David, didn't you used to be best friends with Katie DiGiovanni?" "Yes,: I'll reply, and that night go home and sob into the pillow, as I have done tonight? Is this what it amounts to? A tear, a death, a gap in my life. The future must be saving me for something special. If I'm rich, and happy in my future, am I going to call her up, and laugh in her face? "Aren't you sorry now?"No, I would not. Because, hopefully, although we are no longer nearly as close as before, I hope to maintain some sense of friendship. I'll take what I can get, anything. Last aisle, last row, last seat is a lot better than on the couch, five feet from the T.V. Let this be a reminder to myself. Should I ever get a tattoo, this poem is what I want. All over my chest, my heart, my soul. And I'll never forget. My ring, do I continue to wear it? Yes, but it now has a new meaning. It was signified the bond between two people. Now it serves as my reminder to the past. When two people talked for hours, wrote long notes, and shared the secrets of the world. While growing as one, together. Learning, sharing experiences, living life to the fullest. Chief, I used to call her. We had dumb jokes like that. Jokes about oatmeal, yawning, and Sisqo, that no one but us knows. To bring to closure I can't, because I am alive and well. Perhaps in the afterlife I can reflect. But tomorrow is another day where things may still change. I can cry for yesterday, but rejoice for tomorrow. Second Chance~ June 23, 1999 12:07 AM It was only a few short months ago But it feels like it's been years I made a mistake, that I wish I could take back Because now I see what I missed And it's what I so desire So now, I'm sitting here Writing, dialing, asking you for a second chance When we begin to talk it's evident to me that your mind and heart are not in the right place For your heart belongs to another How can I convince you of my true feelings Please, give me a second chance So I can prove your thoughts of me wrong Abandoned~ June 30, 1999 I feel like I'm lost in space Come to school, I'm out of place Like I'm caught between two levels To be good, or with the rebels Am I still your friend? Or did I already reach the end? It's getting hard to tell I'm back up, but once again I fell Things are startin to get blurry I feel like I'm on trial, and my friends are the jury Am I innocent or guilty You look at me like I'm filthy Are you with me? Or the opponent? I don't know, so I lone it I'm feeling all alone No one's calling on the phone When it private you say we're the bestest of friends But once we're in public, that's where it ends Do you know how much that hurts It feels the worst I'm sittin here, pouring out my feelings You've given so much pain that still needs healing I wish I was cryin When I'm like this, you say I'm just whinin Or you just ignore It was never like this before How come we're not friends anymore? Losing you has always been my fear You still claim you love me, but when there's others around I just seem to disappear Nothings happened, we didn't even fight Then how come things between us don't seem right? Act to me the way you say it is when you write You know how actions speak But for me will you ever seek? Or just pass right by You know you're the only one who can make me cry So why do you do the things you do? You wouldn't like it if I did it to you I listen to injustices done onto you, but have you ever been on the other side of the fence? Am I starting to make sense Often it's a cycle of doing wrong and to apologize Why can't we compromise I know ever relationship has it's lows and highs But it seems more of the latter for us Or am I making too big a fuss? At the end of this will I call you mu hun? I'm in it for the long run It seems even when I work that much harder It doesn't seem to bring us any farther We had so much history But I can read your thoughts and they say, "Dave, you mean shit to me" Tugboats~ July 21, 1999 7:34 PM Sitting by the bay, Watching the ripples surround the tiny boats, just like little tugboats in a giant bathtub I sit alone, analyzing my thoughts, the thoughts that vary from year to year Last years thoughts washed away like the tide sucking in the shells, and just as quickly spewing them back out How much has changed, but so much has stayed the same Like the tiny boats venturing out to sea to retreat back to the docks, My thoughts are always leaving, only to return again The clouds turn grey, as the scene begins to darken Now is the time to leave, but only to return when the storm is over. |
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