Teenage Angst

Hoping

I watch from the edge of your delirium
Wondering when the fog will lift.
I remember every moment and every time
You have acknowledged my existence.
Every new thought tears at the deepening
Wound in my heart.
I know you are the right one but how
Can I tell you through the veil about you?
Can you even hear my hurt soul break when
Your footsteps pound in my ear?
I stand here patiently holding onto the
Wilted flower of hope.
Only your sunshine and loving water can
Restore the blossom to distinction.

Stars and Roses

 I am forever waiting
For the Other Star to fade,
The Other Rose to wilt.
My glory constantly dies away
Behind the Other's gleam.
Will tears of anguish clear their sparkle?
Will outstretched arms meet me when the stars collapse?
Will devoted eyes meet me when the roses die?
For now, I will wait until Time as taken its toll on stars and roses.

 My Naive Bubble

I float happily along in my naive little bubble.
To me, the world is pure and life is great.
From nowhere, a cruel needle comes and pokes it.
Reality grabs me by the throat and yells, "Wake up!"
I see the world is full of hate and lust and death.
Why can I not live in my bubble once again?
To me, the world was pure and life was great.

 A Friend Lost

There comes a price with every deed done.
Sometimes painful, sometimes not.
When the deed can never be undone
A friend lost is what will come.
You did it for his own good, you say.
Now he will stay away
From the friendship that was so bright.
It just doesn't seem right.
You didn't mean to offend.
You only meant to save his soul.
The gratitude received is unfair.
He just turned away without care.
Now time has passed; no word's been spoken.
A grief pours from a heart that's broken.
He has turned away.
He wants you no more.