Life

There they sat
Two chairs of faded blue
Facing each other
Beyond the sticks you see
How empty they appear to be

Life is like that little
snake i found-
upside down
With a little orange belly
Life left him slowly
You can tell- the side of
his neck was as empty
As life can be.

Life is like
When you sit on
the cold concrete
and watch the stars
shine brightly
When one shoots;
you know it won't shine
anymore.

Life is like that
Pink flower he gave me
Before he went away
Told me that he loved me
And said
You are the only one I see each day
But the flower
Wilted
And so did
The Love

Life is like
that creek behind my house
That flows every which way
It gives you rocks
and mud
and a surprise around
every bend

Life is so
complicated
Just like the trees
that twine each way
twisting about
every single way

Life can be simple
Like the puffy white
Clouds
that roll
In and Out
change colors
With the sun
Pink, golds, and purples,
Warning the sailors

Life is like
Barbed wire
That can cut
Through your
hands
just like it cuts
thorough your
hopes and dreams.

Life is like
when you draw on your hand
and the patterns
spread out
and blur your paths

Life is like
Rhymes
Everything goes your
way each time
the rhymes may
be hard to get
and you may try to
rhyme
but your poems just don't come out right

Life is like
Cursive writing
Everything links together
And flows nicely
on the page
Just how everyone hopes
life goes

Life is like blood
Keeping you together
Flowing under your skin
Smoothly
Keeping you on track

Life is hard
And complicated
Just like what I wrote
Sometimes
Easy like a joke
Like a Scab
you want to peel away
It's not so simple
Day to Day
So sit in the blue chairs
And Watch
It Go By