copyright mariah lichty 2009
I sit waiting on the stairs
Hoping for you to come home
I don’t think you will
I saw you with her
Know that you saw me
Know now that the ring
On your finger means nothing to you
Know what I mean to you.
I mean nothing.
She means something.
Or maybe she means nothing.
Maybe she’s just a toy
Just a teddy bear for you to play with
Just like I was,
But am no longer.
Because I saw you with her.
Because I know you saw me.
Because now I know,
Know that you never loved me.
Know that I still love you.
But I won’t be loved back.
So now I sit waiting.
Waiting for you to come home
And explain,
Explain that it was nothing
That she was just a good friend.
But I know that’s not it.
Know you’re not coming home.
Know that I still love you,
Will always love you,
And right now I miss you,
Right now I hate you,
Right now I love you.
Right now,
I wait for you,
Knowing that I will be waiting forever.
Waiting,
Instead of loving,
Until death.
there was a camel who lived in a zoo
where did he come from, he came from wazoo
i turned around
fell flat on the ground
for there sat the camel, playing kazoo.
copyright 2009 mariah lichty
Copy Write Backstrom 2009
Just another day,
Where the Sun rose and fell,
saw you again,
and your still doing well,
We talked for awhile,
and then said goodbye,
and when i hugged you,
I felt i would cry.
I didn’t feel pain,
but instead a new feeling,
From our break-up i realized,
inside im still healing.
I miss the flirty comments,
the way my hand fit in yours,
and when i think of you,
my heart still soars.
In that one hug,
My life had a purpose,
what hides deep inside me,
rose to the surface.
So now when i dream,
Our hearts fit back together.
like time had rewinded,
to when us ment: forever.
Copy Write Backstrom 2009
Like paper and pen,
to me, it’s just right.
without one, there isn’t the other,
like dark and then light.
Opposites attract,
and somehow become one,
like empty and full,
not finished and done.
A smile, a frown,
the future the past,
no matter how little,
these things seem to last.
From bright to dull,
beginings and ends,
wet and then dry,
enemies and friends.
These all go together,
like old and brand-new,
opposites attract,
like me to you.
copyright 2009 mariah lichty
Knock knock
Knock knock.
Something’s at the door.
A flash of black
A flash of white
A stripe runs through the fur
A gasp
A shriek
A frightened yell
Do you know who it is?
A ghastly smell
A runaway pet
I think I have a clue
You get sprayed
I run away
I know who it is, do you?
Open up the door and smile down
‘Why hello, Mr. Skunk, what a beautiful day.’
copyright 2009 mariah lichty
Just an Ordinary Storm
The skies roar
with thunder
A horseshoe in The Clouds
Splash into the muddy lake
I started freaking out.
Wind picks up and I fall over
I get up
Skies open and pour out their soul
A soul made of water, H2O
Rain shoots down like arrows
Stinging my shoulders,
My legs
And my hands.
Don’t be afraid,
It’s just an ordinary storm.
copyright 2009 mariah lichty
Joys of life are fun.
Joys of life are relaxing.
Joys of life are what you enjoy.
Different for everyone.
For me its always nature
Sunsets of gold and pink.
The songbirds in the trees.
The beautiful things in life aren’t always what you do with others.
Beautiful things in my life;
Beautiful things in yours.
Always different yet the same.
Swimming
Friends
And laughing.
Those are always fun.
The way the little girl smiles
The way the little boy laughs.
When you know you’ve done something right.
Something correct.
Something amazing.
Those, are the joys in life.
copyright 2009 mariah lichty
One day i will hate you.
one day i will love you.
one day i will die for you.
one day i will beg you not to go.
but right now i do not hate you,
nor do i love you so.
right now i will watch you die,
just like i watch you go
because right now,
i dont care.
about you
about her
about me.
so go ahead and keep on walking,
but dont you dare come back,
because one day soon i will hate you.
one day soon i will love you,
die for you,
beg you.
but that day
is not today.
copyright 2009 mariah lichty
Puzzle Called Life
No one understands me
Or how I live my life.
I do this when you want that.
You think I’m strange,
Call me weird;
Well guess what,
My life is a mystery,
To both you and I;
I keep discovering new clues,
More pieces to the puzzle,
And this puzzle is not yet finished,
Not even half done.
It keeps getting bigger,
It will never be finished until the day I die.
This puzzle is bewildering
With millions of pieces,
And no picture on the box,
Because there is no box;
The pieces just appear,
Different ones for different paths.
Strange,
Weird,
Unique,
Mysterious,
All describe my life;
All describe your life.
All, describe life.
copyright 2009 mariah lichty
When the day is done
And you’re exhausted,
Stop and smell the roses.
When you quarrel with friends
And you don’t know what to do,
Stop and admire the daisies.
When the trip is tough
And you’re lost without hope,
Stop and listen to song.
When you need a break
And a pick-me-up,
Stop and taste your freedom.
When its been a long year
And its too much to bear,
Stop and feel your comforts.
When life is good
And you’re without worry,
Stop and count your blessings.
Blessings of roses,
Blessings of daisies,
Blessings of comfort and song.
Blessings of freedom
Of hardships and life,
Blessings of all the above.
So when you go on the road trip of life,
Remember to stop and smell the roses along the way.
copyright 2009 mariah lichty
Sunlight Streaming
Sunlight streams in the window
Glinting off your hair
You wear it to your chin
Swept forward in your eyes
I stare at you till class is done
And then I stare some more
You caught me looking that one time
The time you caught my gaze
A smile playing in your sparkling eyes
Your eyes are green
I noticed then
I never had before
It happened again the next day
And once more after that
Till finally you stopped me after class
And asked if we could talk
It ended up being more than that
I found your lips on mine
copyright 2009 mariah lichty
Peace
Flies buzzing
Horns blaring,
Birds singing in the trees of white.
The taste of fresh air in my mouth.
The rough bark against my back.
Dragonflies are everywhere;
Flitting, around my head;
Around my tree.
The smell of dirt from the gardens and grass.
Tiny little bugs crawl;
On my hands
On my legs
On my feet.
They’re everywhere.
This, is peace
copyright 2009 mariah lichty
Branded on my Skin
Branded on my skin,
are many many scars.
Scars of sorrow, of fun and of anger.
Please help me.
Scars are everywhere;
on my arms
on my legs
on my hands.
Help me please.
Scars are everywhere;
On my heart
My memory
My soul.
Please help me.
Tears falling as I explain,
How I got this one,
And this one
And that.
I know I have been wrong
in punishing myself,
but what’s done
is done
And can’t be undone.
If possible to go back,
I would.
But the scars make me who I am,
Who I want to be.
Scars are everywhere.
I am branded like cattle,
Only I had a choice.
I made the wrong one.
Someone, just help me please.