Two hearts

Heart in my hand
Waiting to be taken
Waiting to be treasured
Waiting to be stolen

Heart on your sleeve
Cant seem to find it
Hidden behind thick walls
That you won't let me break

Bodies intertwined
Words muffled
Feelings hidden
Whispers of truth

Two hearts that beat
Together as one
Two hearts that run
Together
in the opposite direction

Two people
Who can't seem
To work things out
Because you care enough
But want to live enough
You want to build
But you're too scared

North Pole
South Pole
We can meet halfway
Compromise
Someday

But until then
Until we meet again
Because we may be prepared
But not prepared enough

Young mother

Never shall I suggest
Teen pregnancy
You're not ready for that
Young woman let yourself grow

But never shall I belittle
A young woman
With the courage to accept
Motherhood

She can be the best mother
Scrict enough
Understanding
But she shouldn't have to
Cut her youth short

Imagine your daughters
Your daughter's daughters
Would you want them
Struggling to raise a child young

But I must respect
Because only a true mother
Could put herself aside
Raise their child
Wish for the best
And her age doesn't matter

A mother is born
The day of her first pregnancy
That warmth of love
The urge to help a child

Only ignorance or selfishness
Can cloud a mother from being true
Only her desire can make her overcome
Because a woman willing
To battle each day
For her future
For her child
No matter the age
Is a mother

And she must be celebrated

Don't rush

taking things slow

it just means you know

you're better aware

better prepared

Not rushing into things

rushing into situations

because that instantaneous decision

can cause some unwanted pain

that moment of happiness

could cause days of sorrow

that little piece of sunshine

can be followed by rain

that challenge in life

to rush the moment

to understand the moment

what do you need 

to understand

how can take the time

make sure

that you dont rush

cause after you rush

you just wonder

what you did that for

when you should've known better

 

Full of Decisions

What is wrong with me
to think of an eternity
to want something to work
to envision things that haven't happened

What is wrong with the picture
leaving the tiny detail out
creating a world only known to artists
believing in the impossible

What is wrong with you
Thinking that you can affect me
treat howeer you want
create a peaceful companionship
and then just tear it apart

Many times we don't listen
those voices in our heads
what we confuse ourselves with
a form of action
the way we talk
no matter what make the choice
stand by your choice

because when you said yes
he didnt put a gun to your head
because when he said no
you didnt cut him into tiny pieces
cause that the way life is
full of decisions