Gone Again

{{The second part of a two part poem... Read Gone before you read this one :) It'll be so much better for your mental if you do!}}

The wind is blowing
Bushes are rustling
A feeling of uneasiness
Encourages him to run away
He doesn't run though
For he doesn't give in to impulses.
He continues on at his lazy pace
Even though his uneasiness lingers still.
The wind blows
More rustling leaves,
And a girl runs past him
Seemingly fleeing from some terror or other
That has apparently seized her.
The girl halts, looking
Toward some shrubbery that she has run past
Stopping and turning back
The boy stares into the night
Looking for what she was running from
Seeing nothing.
He stands there a while,
Wondering what she was running from,
Not comprehending the girl's terrors.
When he turns back around the girl is gone,
Though he had not heard her take a single step.
He advances to the spot
Where he last saw the girl standing.
There is movement in the bushes
Into which the girl had been gazing.
Trembling, he steps closer,
Then the head of the girl
With a look of horror
Mixed with great terror on her face,
Rolls out from the bushes
And rests at his feet.
Suddenly recognizing the reason for his uneasiness,
He turns, intending to run,
And in front of him,
There is a lightless black void.
He screams, turns back,
Only to find the bush, wide open,
Waiting.
Suddenly, his scream ends,
As he is swallowed into the center of the bushes
Into an unending abyss
Gone.

You Don't Love Me Like I Love You

Why does my heart hurt like this?
No, I'm not asking you
Cuz I already know the answer
You don't love me like I love you
You say that you love me
But only as friends do
And as much as it hurts to say it
You don't love me like I love you
I've loved you for forever
At least it feels that way
But you're acting like the OTHER--
Pushing my love away
And everytime I see you
I feel my emotions surge
I feel like herbal essence--
I've always got the urge
But you don't feel the same way
It keeps on ringing true
It hurts so bad to say it--
You don't love me like I love you

Moodie Rapz

M-double-O-D-I-to-da-E
Spellin out Moodie cuz yeah datz me
I'm dat chic wit dat hot azz flow
Bangin' vocalz beatz dancez & mo'
I take da flava, add da soul
Pour in a drop of dat rock & roll
Mix in sum reggae, turn up da heat
Now move ya body get lost in da beat

M-double-O-D-I-to-da-E
From da itty bytty state of CT
Comin outta da Heart-B-E-A-T
Livin in Bloom-F-I-E-L-D
Up in BHS every day of da week
Smart az hell but still not a geek
Tryna get da gradez and still make da noize
Want the whole world to hear my voice

Irony

What's going on?
You to fighting now?
Do you realize how funny that is now,
After everything that has happened?
After I liked you and you liked me
But SHE got in the way?
After you said yes to her
The day before you were going to approach me?
After you constantly complained to me
About your relationship problems
About how she neglected you
About how she wanted someone else?
After you stayed in your empty relationship
Knowing how I felt about you,
Telling me about it,
Not considering my feelings?
After I gave up and left you alone
And you called me every day nine or ten times
With me either hanging up or ignoring your call?
Do you realize hoe funny this is to me,
How utterly hilarious?
DO YOU?
And the thing about it is,
It's too late for me to rethink my decision
I'm going to leave you alone,
And you should leave me alone too

Gone

The wind blows
A rustle of the bushes
She hurries down the street, almost running.
Though she doesn't know who she is fleeing from
Or where she is going, she's still afraid.
she slows her pace,
Chastising herself for being ridiculous,
Knowing there is nothing to be afraid of.
The wind blows,
More rustling leaves,
And she flees.
Realizing that her fears are irrational
She stops and turns
To see who or what is stalking her.
Seeing movement in the bushes
She walks toward them,
Ready to face her fears so she can continue on her way.
As she parts the branches
A look of horror crosses her face
Then she is swallowed into the center of the bushes
Into an unending abyss
Gone.

What It Means To Be Moodie

What it means to be Moodie
Isn't simple, it's quite complex
Because that's what Moodie is...
Complex, deep, perplexing, contemplative
And Moodie is the kind of girl
Who'll be your best friend if you're worth it
Or your worst enemy if you piss her off
Moodie IS moody
She can go from upbeat and happy
To sad and down
To pissed off and fired up
To laid back and relaxed
And back again in 5 seconds flat
Moodie is selfish, cold, uncaring, unfeeling, and self-centered
Moodie is generous, warm-hearted, caring, sympathetic, and empathetic
Moodie is an angel, Moodie is a demon
Moodie is good, and Moodie is bad
Moodie loves with all of her heart
And hates with the depths of her soul
Moodie is sensible, sane and orderly
Moodie is irrational, crazy, and chaotic
In short,
Moodie is contradiction at it's finest.
That's what it means to be Moodie