Showing posts with label trust. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trust. Show all posts

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Autumnal Goodbye

I stare out the window at the blustery autumn leaves,
Thinking of how this time last year
            Was full of turmoil and stress
Where we digressed and our souls took to wanting
Hibernation in our chests.
            We clung to those we still loved, while I also held tight
To the man I now consider my one.
            You could have won you know,
If you knew how to grow up before
            It was
                        Too late.
Like Peter Pan, the man I used to love
            Is still a boy. I grew up though,
And you weren't ready.
            He was. He is.
Now unlike last year, instead of pulling close
            And standing united,
Just as the red leaves,
            You remain in my veins--
But the faith and strength that was our love, our past,
The friendship tied with one love--
            You fall,
Fall down on cold ground and
You resurrect the queen who finally
            Must give up the knave that held
Her soul,
            Swearing  to keep it safe,
But has bruised and used it
            To where you were so close--
The last straw in this barren month
Where the ripest of apples are born
            And pressed and cooked
Into sweetness renewed; you taught
The queen how to be cold as fae may be,
            And he brought the warm
Fire that thawed his way to the side
            By me to be my king, humbling but raw.
You encased our endurance while creating
            Space for him and the ice walls, yourself.
I shall miss you, but I've changed
            And spread my wings that were
Once shattered; to rise as you stand low.
Towering over me, I no longer recognize
            The boy I gave my all, a stranger in my eyes.
I do not cry as I used to though;
Maybe we had to become close again,
            Tighter than we'd ever been,
So you could see what you'd miss and took for granted,
While I learned the difference between
A thimble and a compass.
I'm as naked as the trees become before my eyes,
But safe as the bark that has grown harder
            And beautiful
In its rough glory.
I'll miss the old you, the us in Neverland.
It's just time for me to grow up
            As you continue with the lost boys,
Skipping lightning across the water
            With all the rocks that eventually sink to the bottom;
Our memories, laughter, kisses, and friendship
Haze over our minds.
I'll love you always as I often told you I will and would,
It's just time that while I had faith and trust,
To leave and move on from the piece of my heart
            That only held pixie dust.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Wishing Time

There's a shooting star
In the night sky
I'm holding my breath
Is it wishing time?

Where do you go when your heart's been broken?
What is there to say when you've lost it all?
You opened up, the places you swore would stay hidden,
Became exposed and now it's all been poisoned.

Chorus:
I don't know what to do
Other than wishing on myself
Trust in myself and no one else.
Every lover lets you down,
No one will ever love me like I do,
Like I do.

I've been going at this
For way too long
Dreaming on dreams
That will never come true.

Where do you go when loving is your place in this world?
What is there to say when you've given it your all?
You tried to be strong, you've been pushed too hard, too long
Became a fighter and now all you see is the reflection of you, on your own.

Chorus

I don't know what to do
Other than wishing on myself
Trust in myself and no one else.
Every lover lets you down,
I deserve more than this, so much more
I need it.

Chorus

Every lover lets you down,
I deserve more than this, so much more,
That I do.

Saturday, July 27, 2013

The Saturday Six (Nine)



  1. Last week, I spent some time with my best friend, Christine, and her boyfriend. We spent a good portion of the day at Darien Lake, which was surreal for me in some ways since I haven’t been on any rides since I was in high school. And of course, she talked me into sitting in the very front seat of each of the roller coasters we managed to get on.  And John won me a mini stuffed pink elephant (I wasn’t going to waste money on games).

  2. Tuesday, I spent some time with Chrissy, where we drove through some of the towns surrounding our own, and then walked a few laps around our village park.  By eight, due to the fact that I’m not used to air conditioning (which we now have at my house) and that we did a lot of talking, my voice was raspy.  I won’t be surprised if I get laryngitis at some point this summer…hoping that me saying this will prevent it.

  3. I got to watch a Jack Skelton Mickey Mouse tattoo get done in person.  I love watching tattoos come to life.  Part of me would like to try my hand at a tattoo gun, but anyone trusting me with one would be wrong, because that ink you can’t erase, and I’ve never had a steady hand, even when I did draw often.  I can just imagine the horror of me trying to do one single line!

  4. Chrissy must truly love me, as well as trust me.  Wednesday night, when we got to my house, after my dad got our ’92 working again, that now that it is off the road, I’m using as a field truck…she got in the passenger seat and we went for a drive around my middle field.  That’s the first I’ve driven more than down to the burn pit from the house, since January.  Pitch black, and with only the normal headlights on, so I unfortunately didn’t go to the top field to practice at all since I could not see the sledding hill to drive up.  Due to the day, the people I had been with, and having Chrissy with me, I was mellow, which is an oddity.  The fact that someone I care about had told me not to kill her whilst driving earlier that day, note, I love ya, but thanks for the confidence.  Haha.  She helped me learn better on doing turns than what my dad has done.  It wasn’t driving on roads at all, which I really need to do (please, give me back roads), but it was progress. Afterwards, we slept in my parents’ camper.

  5. Yesterday, I was dragged all over with my dad, but damn did he treat me to a fantastic lunch!  We stopped at the Varysburg Hotel, and had lunch at the bar there.  The owner/bartender was a nice person, and held good conversation (this is a must in my book).  Her pricing was decent, and Hell, her quesadillas were the best that I’ve ever tasted.  Giant, loaded with cheese, tomatoes (first I’ve ever had tomatoes in mine), and chunks of chicken instead of shredded.  I hadn’t eaten all day, but there was so much, that I had to force myself to finish the last bites of just the second slice.  The leftovers are awaiting me in the fridge for at some point.

    After lunch, we stopped at one of my dad’s buddy’s house that he has connections with due to the VFW.  As soon as I got out, their granddaughter came running up to me and barely left my side until her grandma finally got her down for a nap.  Even though I told her my name, she was adorable, going around calling me “Lady.” 

  6. I had a surprise yesterday, when I was talking to my friend Melinda, who told me she had been recently talking to the philosophy professor we both had had at one time.  While she was talking to me, I immediately received a friend request from him, and spent a good portion of the night talking with him, in regards to life and Nietzche.  I honestly enjoyed our conversation, and hope to talk with him more in the future; I am pretty sure we could have some interesting things to discuss, and I know I can probably learn and discover more from him (now).


It’s funny, aside from when I wasn’t home, most of this past week is a blur.  I’ve no idea why.  I remember doing things here at the house, such as transcribing recipes and finally packing up my porcelain dolls, but the rest, it’s just not there. And yes, I did more when I was outside of the house than I am telling, but you all know by now, I don’t kiss life and tell every detail, what kind of writer or good human being would I be trying to be then?  Haha.  Well, I have yet to get ready for the day, and must do some heavy cleaning in the camper I mentioned today as well as I have a sayonara party to attend.  Hope you all are doing well, and if not…well, I’m sure you’ll find something even if it’s minute.

~Count your blessings, and whether things are bad or you’re doing well, find something good and hold on!

Much love!

~*~Alyse~*~

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Can't Be Found

The sky falls down,
And I’m feeling blue.
I miss your love,
And the touch of your lips.

Chorus:
Now you’re gone,
Forever and always is no more.
My heart’s in a box,
Locked away where the key can’t be found.
Don’t trust in love,
I’ve built walls so I can’t be found.

You made me promises,
Held me at night,
Made me think it could go on like this.
I used to believe you.

Chorus

Romance,
It’s overrated and leaves one jaded.
Kisses under the stars are dreams.
No longer following, chasing the butterflies.

Chorus

Can’t be found.