The Truth

Have you ever told the truth

 about someone you love,

 instead of lying

 to protect them?

 its now fun =(

the guilt inside my heart

eating at the seams

a pain from within

sometimes the truth hurts

and isn’t always right

speaking your mind can be bad

but telling the truth is worse

some are happy truths

love and acceptance

others are very bad

death loses and pain.

How do you pick which ones to tell

Who to help and hurt

Doing what’s right and wrong

Walking down the line

My Prince Charming

As it rains above,

A few questions come to mind,

Is he out there somewhere?

Can he hear the thunder?

Standing in the street,

He fills my thoughts ,

Rain pouring down on my shoulders,

Wishing he was here.

Ice-y rain coming down,

I dream of my fairy tale ending,

A single kiss in the showers,

Dancing on the pavement.

Wrapped in his favorite  hoodie,

The smell of cologne within,

Sitting on the porch swing ,

Wondering what will happen.

Off in the distance,

A figure comes to form,

I run to open arms,

As the rain trickles over head.

I know I could ask for more,

I can have everything in the world,

But here in the rain,

I have all I need.

Challenge

There will always be another challenge

Mental, Physical, Emotional,

Each one comes and goes,

Replaced only  by the next.

One more book to read,

The next problem in the set,

A final page to write,

And the last note to play.

Another mountain to climb,

A mile more to run,

Lap after lap around the lake,

 And one more minute without air.

Teardrops in the rain,

A kiss goodbye,

The never-ending heartbreak,

And the inevitable death of love.

Running the extra mile,

And singing the final notes,

Breaking another heart,

 Striving  towards the goal.

Everyday a challenge

Each one filled with  risk.

Never stopping for a breath

Or to smell the roses.

This is how it starts and ends,

The circle of life,

Entwined within its challenges,

One after another in spins.

The First Ride

Strapping on my helmet

Wearing well worn jeans

Tying sneaker’s laces

Checking over brakes

And examining the tires

Ready to take off

Soaring on the ground

Wind rushing through my hair

Cotton floating over head

Quickly turning corners

On top of smooth pavement

This is what I’ve waited for

The first ride of the year

On a bike long forgotten

Freedom of the road

Passed the local pool

The bite of chlorine in the air

Children laughing in the distance

Around the baseball diamond

Little league at play

Summer’s favorite sport

Riding until I'm sore

And all my water gone

Now I head for home

But only for the night