Shouting Yet Silent

How on earth do I get your attention
What will it take to end this desertion
I scream at the top of my voice
But it appears you don't hear me by choice

I don't know what it will take to capture your thought
Jumping up and down doesn't work, not even a trot
Would I need to carve a flawless statue out of stone
Or maybe I'll have to fight like the great gladiators of Rome

What can I do to divert your gaze long enough to see me
Would it take a sign that says hugs are free
No that wont work, because I've already tried and you walked on by
Sometimes I wonder if its even worth it to try

I'm not asking for much really at all
I just want to hear your voice, to talk, just to arrest this fall
At night I plan out all the ways I'll try to get your attention tomorrow
But no matter how long I think, my ideas always just flounder

I know what we have is not perfect
But it doesn't mean that you need to take what we have and to it reject
All I ask is that when I reach out to hold your hand
That you have the kindness to not just let it fall away like sand

I want to just sit down and tell you everything on my mind
To spill out whats in my heart and show that love is indeed blind
I hate having to keep what I'm feeling separate from what I get to show
Because honestly, I just want to compliment about how you glow

Maybe some day things will go back to the way there were once upon a long time ago
Where we can talk and hang out and things just flow
But for now I'm left to hide what I feel inside
So by these rules I will abide

I only want to see you happy in the end
But I also would love to be your best friend
So here is to one day being friends once again
Until then, let the hiding begin.

All Tangled Up

Just fair warning, this post isn't a poem.. but its close enough to a thought, since that is in the tittle of my blog too!

So I just watched Tangled tonight, and I forgot how amazing this movie really is inspiring and heart breaking at the same time.  I've also discovered for you ladies a sure fire way to get the man of your dreams. First you must acquire cast iron frying pan (this is important for several reasons; proper grip strength, weight, and sound), then when you find man of your dreams whack him upside the head with said frying pan. This will knock him out and will also create a satisfying clang.  After he has been knocked out, you must poke him a few times, then as soon as he makes a noise, whack him again, this second whack is crucial for the effect to sink in.  Now just wait awhile and said man will fall in love with you.  This effect is similar to a brain, aneurysm  it takes time for the effect to fully set in then he realizes it slowly.
True facts, feel free to try out on your own to procure said man.


But down to the genuineness of the story, I cried at the end of this movie.I'll admit it, I am a man and I cried at the end of Tangled. If you look at all those two went through together its an amazing amount and it created a bond between them that was inseparable, even after she was sure he ran off with the crown she waited for him to return, he had intended too, but she waited for a long while for him to come back to her.  And even after he figured that she would never see him again he fought all the way from his death sentence to make sure that she was alright and that no harm came of her.  How much better of a love story could you get, overcame extreme adversity to join in love that was purer than water of a glacier. I really couldn't have hoped for any better ending.

Also, quick note. I find that Rapunzel is attractive with both her long and short hair. I may be alone on that, but she is equally attractive.

Final note is that I wish nothing short of what I hope to find in my quest for true love, I know its not going to be easy, not easy and quick.  Its a struggle to go through life searching for the one you're supposed to be with but in the end its all worth it, every single day spent searching. Because they make you happier than you have ever been in your entire life.  So I guess I'll finish with that true love is messy, and not perfect, bu its worth any pain you endure and is worth everything that goes wrong when you find the person who completes you more than any body you could ever dream of besides them.  As the common phrase goes "A match made in heaven" and in practice it just means there is no better pair than those two who are in love.

A recovery

So, last time I posted I went on a little bit of a rant.. and I apologize for that, it was a little unnecessary and slightly rude. But all the same my point is still the same, I'd just say it nicer next time.

For a status report of you all following.. I haven't really changed, if anything I got a little worse because of my stress load with school.. its really not good right now... Its a terrible spiral.

So I've been writing this for a few days and have started spring break.. and honestly it doesn't feel like it.. something just isn't right and it's just not what it should be, that's all.


So I know this poem will be a little out of season, since we just started spring, but I wanted to write it anyways.

The sun, beaming on all those in the area with warmth.
Nothing could be wrong with the day, the skies are clear and the winds are low.
The room is filled with warmth and all I can think of is to nap in it.
But I turn my head and see the most beautiful woman all dressed for the beach.

She slowly walks over and holds out her hand to with a smile.
All I do is groan and shift a little like I'm not ready to move cause I'm not.
A smile and giggle and a light kick from her bare feet all hit me at once.
How could one say no to this amazing woman, the one who I promise my life too.

So I get up slowly, almost painfully, just to watch her wait because her gaze has a feeling.
I know despite the many kicks I am receiving she loves me more than I could ever guess.
Up I stand, bringing myself to big brick wall stature, much bigger than she.
What does she do? she gets cute and puffs herself up just a big.

I can't help but back down laughing the entire way for we all know she is "bigger".
All I can do is to try and suck up to the monster before she is unleashed.
So what do I do, I surprise her with a big long kiss that seems to last for awhile.
A moment that she will remember all day and hopefully remember forever.

She had already packed for the beach during my cat nap.
Wearing her flipflops and a classy sun dress we begin our walk to the sand paradise.
We don't go to sun tan, or to just lay there and read we unleash our inner child.
Doing everything you wish you could do if nobody judged you.

We went galloping through the icy cold water, with the blue joy splashing in all direction from our childish thoughts.
Built the sand castles, or what appeared in our minds to be a sand castle but was more just a pile.
Kites were flown so high we couldn't see them in the sun until they came crashing down and we just hoped that it wouldn't hit a kid.
Then we were asked to join in a quick game of volleyball, we will just say we aren't the best at the game.

Once we had some fun we decided to call it quits on the beach for a bit.
So we found a nice hill to just sit and talk about anything, but she had a surprise a fuzzy blanket.
For there we just laid and looked at the clouds, finding the bunnies and tigers and showing each other.
Just like in the movies with our heads next to each other with her hair touching me face.

For then the sun began to set, she thought we were on our way back home, but I had a surprise in store for her.
We made our way back to the beach setting down the blanket again just in time to watch the sun go down.
All we did was sat there watching the sun go down and the birds fly across the large orange ball of flame.
Just in the last few seconds of daylight, I look at her and slowly start to lean in for a kiss, our lips touch.

But then something doesn't make sense, something isn't just the way I left it in my mind.
For then in clicks, it was all in my mind. I look down and see a book on my chest for I had fallen asleep on the couch.
I turn my head, still in hope that I may have just experienced it the day before, but alas to my heartbreak just a dream.
For I enjoyed the dream for awhile, but still sad that it wasn't my current reality. One day, one day...