You will find meaning where you give meaning
~Padraig O Tuama

My Countdowns in Code

4 days till I sleep under the most beautiful sky.
11 days till my brain turns to mush.
17 days till the climb.
24 days till CAKE!
25 days till two coins are in my pocket
31 days till, well, there is no code for going away for 9 weeks and missing your friends even though most will be with me. But it's the few who aren't who'll I'll miss the most.

A poem by someone

Don’t blame anyone, never complain of anyone or anything

Because basically you have made of your life what you wanted.

Accept the difficulties of edifying yourself

And the worth of starting to correct your character.

The triumph of the true man arises from the ashes of his mistakes.

Never complain of your loneliness or your luck.

Face it with courage and accept it.

Somehow, they are the result of your acts and

It shows that you’ll always win.

Don’t feel frustrated by your own failures;

Nor blame them on someone else.

Accept yourself now or you’ll go on justifying yourself like a child.

Remember that any time is good to start

And that no time is so good to give up.

Don’t forget that the cause of your present is your past,

As the cause of your future will be your present.

Learn from the brave, from the strong,

From those who don’t accept situations

From those who will live in spite of everything.

Think less of your problems and more of your worth.

Learn to arise from your pain,

And to be greater than the greatest of your obstacles.

Look at the mirror of yourself and you’ll be free and strong

And you’ll stop being a puppet of circumstances.

For you yourself are your destiny.

Wake up and stare at the sun in the mornings and breathe the sun of dawn.

You’re part of the strength of your life now,

Rise up, fight, walk, be sure and you’ll win in life.

Don’t ever think of ‘fate’

For fate is the excuse of failures.

Bridge Over Troubled Water

When you're weary; feeling small,

When tears are in your eyes,

I will dry them all;

I'm on your side oh when

times get rough,

And friends just can't be found.

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down.

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down.

When you're down and out;

when you're on the street;

when evening falls so hard

I will comfort you.

I'll take your part

oh when darkness comes.

And pain is all around.

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down.

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down.

Sail on silver girl;

sail on by.

Your time has come to shine.

All your dreams are on their way.

See how they shine.

Oh if you need a friend

I'm sailing right behind.

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will ease your mind.

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will ease your mind.

I was introduced to this song not song long ago in the beginning of my

 sophomore year. It then became my first solo in the vocal ensemble I

 am apart of. However, it did not strike a chord with me until recently

 when the lyrics really had matched up with how I felt with some of 

my close and dear friends. I really would do just about anything for them. 

More specifically, the lyric "i'll take your part when darkness comes and 

pain is all around." I recently had a friend in the hospital and I thought, 

prayed, and cried so hard that week more than I think I have had in 

quite a while. I was so worried and I just wanted to take some of his 

pain away so he wasn't neck deep in it. I just killed me to see him so 

weak and fragile. Now it seems, that whenever I think about this song 

or hear it I tend to get a bit emotional. Not necessarily sad however 

most times it does spark that reaction, but also grateful that I know 

I have a friend who I care about that much. I will be their bridge over
troubled water.

...

Time is not the issue
the issure is underlying
our friendship
and s l o w l y
seeping out through the cracks
of my expressions and actions.

Sulking around
thinking
dissecting the problems
that are only in my mind.
I feel like all I do is wrong
and all I want to do
is do right.

It seems
i can no longer find my words
silenced by my own thought
where they are left
running rampant in my mind.

Why can't I speak my mind?

Especially
when I need to the most.
A writers block for  an author
a broken arm for an athlete
A mental laryngitis
overwhelming my throat

I am afraid
however
that this is all going to spill out
when its waters reach the tops of the flood barriers
flowing out from not only my mouth
but my eyes as well,

Poem 2 -Truest self

To thy self
Do not lie!
For thyself is waiting

HERE

not judging the actions of your past
Thy truest self is someone who you would love
and spend your life with.
Your eternal best friend
who if found
will stay with you
till the ends of the Earth.

Poem 1

Cool mornings,
and talks by the lake
Hiking trails
its beauty for you to take

It is strange how things change so fast
barren into blossoms
blossoms into flowers and leaves
the change gives mixed feelings
of mostly excitement and fear.

Never knowing how this place
will look the next time
my eyes grace this land

Now the buildings are empty shells
No life
Only dead carcasses of bugs
from the fading season

Soon these structures will be alive
teaming with life and laughter
card games and deep discussions

But for now,
it wait patiently
like me

Waiting for the summer
and the experiences that will follow
Oh how we both long for the life that is to come.
For the next 40 days and nights
we will
wait.

It comes in waves
Like sheets of rain
coming across the ocean.
I have no control over it
I think, and it happens
My best is not enough
to stop them from
streaming down my freckled face.

You think that you know yourself
but when things happen
it is as if you a stranger.
Not even know how
to cheer yourself up.
So many negative thoughts
only about yourself
regrets
problems
everything
pulling yourself apart
bit
by
bit.