BY: AMY HATCH
Love strikes the innocent
It does not discriminate
It hurts, it numbs, it breaks
Love requires taking a risk
giving your all.
It requires constant attention
and nourishment.
Love cannot grow in a box
It cannot breathe in a tomb
Love comes creeping along
when no one is looking for it
It pounces unexpectedly
Maybe
Unintentional
Unbelievable
Sunday, January 24, 2010
MIX CD
BY: AMY HATCH
I made his mom a mix CD
because he said
she liked the music at church
I didn't give it to her
when I met her
because I didn't know if it'd
be sweet
or a little stupid
Now I won't be able to
give it to her
because it didn't
work out
That was a really good mix CD.
I made his mom a mix CD
because he said
she liked the music at church
I didn't give it to her
when I met her
because I didn't know if it'd
be sweet
or a little stupid
Now I won't be able to
give it to her
because it didn't
work out
That was a really good mix CD.
THE OTHER
BY: AMY HATCH
Running towards nowhere
thinking in circles
wandering in the dark
my arms stretched open
eyes closed, heart sitting naively.
Ignoring reality. Facing the truth.
Life is a whirlwind of choices
of which I know too much about.
Who am I?
What have I become?
You judge me,
but what am I compared to.
Running towards nowhere
thinking in circles
wandering in the dark
my arms stretched open
eyes closed, heart sitting naively.
Ignoring reality. Facing the truth.
Life is a whirlwind of choices
of which I know too much about.
Who am I?
What have I become?
You judge me,
but what am I compared to.
WANTING SOMETHING UNATTAINABLE
BY AMY HATCH
Love is not always obvious.
It's not always gentle and kind.
Sometimes it sideswipes you
like a freight train
and you lay there wrecked in it's
destruction
Completely unsuspecting.
Blinded and naive.
Wanting something unattainable
Longing for tangibility
and reassurance
My mind wanders along with the wind
and my thoughts cannot
escape
Holding so much in
sick with nausea
What to do, I cannot say.
I do not know
I do not know.
Love is not always obvious.
It's not always gentle and kind.
Sometimes it sideswipes you
like a freight train
and you lay there wrecked in it's
destruction
Completely unsuspecting.
Blinded and naive.
Wanting something unattainable
Longing for tangibility
and reassurance
My mind wanders along with the wind
and my thoughts cannot
escape
Holding so much in
sick with nausea
What to do, I cannot say.
I do not know
I do not know.
FREEDOM
BY: AMY HATCH
My heart beat quickens
When I pull up to the spacious, lovely building
The breeze makes my hair flutter
In the wind, as I stroll up to the front door
I’m greeted with the warmest smile
And the most sincere heart
The music makes brings me back
To things that I used to do
The person I used to be
My heart is heavy with gratitude
I know I’m free now
I can FEEL again
I have purpose
I have life
I have Him
My heart beat quickens
When I pull up to the spacious, lovely building
The breeze makes my hair flutter
In the wind, as I stroll up to the front door
I’m greeted with the warmest smile
And the most sincere heart
The music makes brings me back
To things that I used to do
The person I used to be
My heart is heavy with gratitude
I know I’m free now
I can FEEL again
I have purpose
I have life
I have Him
MEANING
BY: AMY HATCH
Across the street I see young children
Playing, laughing, running
I feel the breeze of the warm summer air
My golden brown hair sifting to the side
Past the light giggling
Cars swoosh past in a hurry
The hustle of the day
Flies by like an airplane
The quickness of time
An hourglass awaits us
Behind me I smell
Savory barbecued meat
It touches my lips at the same time
The smell touches my nostrils
I enjoy life today
I await the hourglass
Across the street I see young children
Playing, laughing, running
I feel the breeze of the warm summer air
My golden brown hair sifting to the side
Past the light giggling
Cars swoosh past in a hurry
The hustle of the day
Flies by like an airplane
The quickness of time
An hourglass awaits us
Behind me I smell
Savory barbecued meat
It touches my lips at the same time
The smell touches my nostrils
I enjoy life today
I await the hourglass
BUT I DO NOT KNOW
BY: AMY HATCH
Awakened by shouting
I wonder what’s going on
My brother right next to me
I notice how cold it is
But I do not know
My mom’s face is streaming with tears
The police officer has his gun drawn towards us
Before he realizes we are only children
My dad is getting pulled out of the car
But I do not know
The lights are flashing
Blue, red and white
The policemen’s flashlights are blinding
Are it hurts my eyes
But I do not know
They shove him in the back of their car
They take him away
And the stolen car
They leave my mom and us in some town far away from home
But I do not know
Awakened by shouting
I wonder what’s going on
My brother right next to me
I notice how cold it is
But I do not know
My mom’s face is streaming with tears
The police officer has his gun drawn towards us
Before he realizes we are only children
My dad is getting pulled out of the car
But I do not know
The lights are flashing
Blue, red and white
The policemen’s flashlights are blinding
Are it hurts my eyes
But I do not know
They shove him in the back of their car
They take him away
And the stolen car
They leave my mom and us in some town far away from home
But I do not know
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