Skin.

The poision seeps down my heart and out of my pores.
I know the people can taste it from my glare.
It might frighten most,
I really don't care.
If they swim in the shallow the won't make it
past my skin.

Heart Map

I have this theory that God puts our hearts into bits and pieces
and placed them all around the world.
In those places, I believe we find our passions.
We find our calling.
People. Places. Ideas.
Each heart different.
Some people's hearts are in people.
Doctors. Lawyers. Teachers.
Some people's hearts are in places.
Nature-ers. Travelers. Flyers.
Once we find where our hearts lie it is most beautiful.
The prodigal finding the Father.
I've been trying to find the scattered parts of my heart for a while,
I've only found a few.
My heart is in the ocean.
My heart is in the mountains.
But I think the biggest part of my heart is in you.

The Ocean

With the power of the stream and the rocks
that surface from beneath, I can not control this.
The only thing I can do is hope and pray that I don't drown
before this river finds its' way.
My eyes have always wanted the ocean
but I don't think I wanted to get there this way.
The rapids are rough and the water frigid, like my soul.
For a second this river almost feels like home.
The sense of chaos is an ever close friend
that I will forever welcome with a reluctant grin.
But I have come too far to sit still.
I will float through the pain and
I will dance with the memories, as long as they take me
to the ocean.

Tiger Lily.

I will always be your tiger lily.
The girl you go to when you need more life.
The girl to catch you at your worst and turn it into your best.
The girl you run to when you get tired of her.
I can tell you and her are not right by the way
her eyes are swollen from crying in the night.
But you won't fight for what you want.
You won't fight for what keeps your heart beating.
I will always be your tiger lily but
never your Wendy.
You may like it that way so enjoy your neverland
because it's time for me to find my own.