Promises

Old cuts ignite new beginnings,

maybe this will keep me from sinning.

Look to the left, then to the right,

it seems anything good is out of sight.

I'll start with this, and end with that,

and then won't remember where I'm at.

Everything's fading,

my heart is jading.

And suddenly I'm all alone,

lulling in this senseless monotone.

The pain is gone now,

Here goes another pointless vow,

and some more people wondering how.

Here I go, to try again,

only now,

it's a matter of when.

-HaileyHyphen

Just an FYI, to anyone who reads this.. all like three of you.. I really just like to write. I'm not crazily depressed or anything. <3

In my heart, you're remembered still.

Thunderstorms.

Since you're gone, something else is here to guide me.

I have the thunderstorms.

The thunder is your voice, deep and mostly gentle,

except for the occasional scolding,

from which I am growing and molding.

The lightning lights my way and shows what's right from wrong,
and produces a beautiful, thunderous song.

Once upon a time,
we stood in the rain together,
and watch all of this in company,
but now you send them to my triumphantly.

And now the rain that are the tears,
from the birth of my greatest fears.
But not only that of the of the rain, my dear,
I can  run and look and to you, I peer.
It's your face that the clouds mirror.

Now and again I drown myself in you,
and remember the years,
though a few,
you blessed me with you.

Remembered is your name,
that holds great fame,
hopefully mine means the same.

Rest in peace,
do good will,
in my heart,
you're remembered still.

-Love you DLE,
Hailey-Lynn Elyea <3

Summer Mornings

Remember all those mornings? Remember all the mornings you made me eggs and toast, or cream of wheat? A nice hot breakfast was always on  the table for me. You were buzzing around making sure everyone was ready, and still managed to catch the morning news. You woke up for me every day, you woke up with me, but you didn't have to, I was plenty old enough to take care of myself. But you did. I think though, it's the summer mornings I miss the most, when I didn't have to run and rush off to school. I really miss the summer mornings, where I would wake up and hear things banging around in the kitchen, I had my flannel  blanket, and I woke up to the windows open and the birds singing. I would stumble out of bed, to the kitchen. You'd yell 'Good morning!" the same when you  did when I had been 5 years old. And we would go on the back deck and enjoy some coffee or tea, and have the greatest morning conversations..

But, that's all different now. I'm sitting lone ranger on the back deck.

And you're not here to visit with me. And I guess that's okay. I've grown too old for tea time anyway.