4/9

it's moments like these that make life worth it

the planets align and anything is possible

an olympic tiger shot puts the zebra out of the zoo

i saw that too

the other day outside the supermarket

a guy grabbed a watermelon and gave it to the girl outside

she was sitting on the curb with a hole in her shoes the size of a double-layered oreo cookie

it's difficult to understand the holey girl and the suit-wearing-blackberry-carrying schmuck

both brought brilliantly into this world with beautifuly possibilities

somewhere along the way the suit got recognized and the girl ended up outside the grocery store

starving for watermelon love and a smile to show her that everything is going to be okay

i smile on my inside sometimes

my mind opens up and the dreams flow like rockless rivers rushing down the land

the image of my life isn't clear

distorted and incomplete

i try to find the answers to my questions

more questions and more questions are the answers

i want to make a difference but i don't know how

the image in my mind is stuck their

not willing to escape into the hearts of others

the melody of my life has become a broken tune

i want my heart alive

to wake up and know that i have to keep going because it matters

people matter

people matter

i matter

you matter

unsettle yourself because fear and complacency are shortcomings

unsettle yourself because you deserve it

look up into the stars and see opportunities

throw up the string and hang on tight

wrap it around the stars and climb to the dark skies

the moon is your light and the stars are the chances to make something special

peanut butter dreams

peanut butter dreams

roll out of bed

the sun is shining through the window

inviting me to wake up

but the pain inside makes it hard to move

two years have passed but the memories remain the same

the tension between what i want and what i have remains the same

i wish

i wish and leave it at that

i wish but don't wear the correct hat

the one that tells me i'm a world series champion

slam dunk in the 9th inning

i cross basketball with baseball because i can

limitations are only obstacles that create a better journey

i wish it was different but

the person i thought i would be

buried deep in my memories

behind the dreams and life i had envisioned

and then

and then

i realize that i need to change

turn the dreams into reality and wake up

push fear aside, push it so far aside if forget what it looks like

put it on the shelf beside the skeptics, cynics and the have-nots

take the peanut butter down and smooth it all over my dreams

to make them stick

i want chunky peanut butter dreams because those are the ones that will last

difficult to remove from the rooftops of the mouths that i inspire

the language that we will speak won't be understood by the ones who haven't had the peanut butter

ours will be coated in love and a desire to live, rather than exist

i know the dreams are real because when i set my mind to something i do it

i just don't do it enough

so please

remember that your dreams are real

with some peanut butter and blue skies

they too will stick

11:17 pm

every inch of me wants to rebel

the anger inside waiting to get out

fed up with how things are

walked on and used like the earth we live on

i try to forgive

tell myself that he will change

i want to be the one to walk away and remember what is more important

the anger inside remains

but

as i write

the words become a cure for the pain

reminding me that life goes on

that there will always be another sentence

another chance to write what was once old

a sense of calmness rushes through me like a herd of elephants through the jungle on a bright shiny day

i ask for this to remain but i know that the anger will come back

fight

fight against the anger and allow the calmness to survive

fight

fight against the pain and let the warmth of knowing what is right rush in

arms open like gates

refusing to lock

and i have one person to thank for this poem

bring on the anger, i have words to fight back.

speak

speak

speak so your voice is heard

speak so you can know that you can

so that your words matter

open your mouth and let the beauty pour out

you've been told to keep silent

unlock your voice from the chains of fear

so that others know they can too

know one thing

your voice matters

let it be heard

you no longer fear fear

your voice bounces off the walls

into the hearts of the weak

to let them know they are beautiful

as are you