Unevitable as Gravity

Sixth time
is more than a lonly rhyme
                                                                                                                Now
tell my heart I'm fine
though I see that line
                                                                                                              behind
I said it before
there will be nothing more
                                                                                                                    me
as I fall I fret
I will live to regret
                                                                                                                  again.
All of me will be broken
and lifes precious token
                                                                                                                      All
I say I'm on guard
my defenses are hard
                                                                                                                     love
here my heart lies
here my soul cries
                                                                                                                    failed.
hope bloomed
because a chance was assumed
                                                                                                                    Again
what love I poured
was only ignored
                                                                                                                     easily
and here I go, here I fall
knowing I will never stand tall
                                                                                                                   slipping
happiness sought
but never caught
                                                                                                                          for
and here it is before me
never was I free
                                                                                                                             a
gravity, taking me still
my heart again will
                                                                                                                        crush.

Together (because I need to say it)

       Well as my current one follower knows, because she is one of my best friends, I am moving. She does not want to talk about it, and I am not sure she will be reading this or not. But I will talk to this unknown audience of readers as if I knew she was going to read. Who would read this anyway? Sure I posted the link on Facebook. Though I am just another high schooler. I just like writing, so why should anyone take the time to read these words? I am not saying you should. Because most people in the world like to turn a blind eye to somethings and some people that just want to be real. And that's all I am and will be in these blog posts. So if you are still reading, stay tuned for what goes through me. Well, a piece of it anyway. And even though my one follower might not respond, even if she does read this. I wanted her to know how I felt, without saying it in a conversation. It would be to weird and it wouldn't come out like it does if I write it.

Question's for the heart

Over the course of a year, I feel I have grown in many ways. Spiritually, mentally, physically and emotionally. If you had told me a year ago what all I was going to see, I would have laughed in your face. But, just like Kanye West says, what doesn't kill me, will make me stronger. I didn't believe it during the low parts, but it does make me stronger. If only It could make me physically stronger at the same time, then I would be really happy. But no, the only thing I have now is that after taste in my soul. The kind that makes me go over everything one by one, and sigh. Even though the sigh does not help, it feels like it should. So, what I am going to do is post some questions. You don't have to put any thought into them, they are just some that I had to answer on my own.

How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?

Why are bubbles round?

Why does the sun have to some up so early in the spring and summer, but when I have to get up early in the fall, it is very late?

Why do we have to make choices?

Why do we make wrong choices?

When we make those wrong choices, why do we have to live to regret them?

How come forgetting comes easy when I am told to do the dishes, but when it comes to those wrong choices, we can't go a day without remembering it?

Why does our heart, not listen to our head?

How come our heart and head do not get along?

Why do we have to take our own advice?

Would it be easier at times if we didn't?

Why is so easy to slip up?

Why are people annoying?

Why do you want to beat the crap out of those annoying people?

When did life start going in circles? (once and a while)

Why does my heart have to be protected now, because of my head and it screwing up so much?

Why does life seem so pleasant now that my head took over?

Why do I over think things?

Is it for the better?