Casey May Whitney.

Casey,

I can tell you're still here; I can tell you're there; I can tell you're everywhere. I love the feeling. It would only be better if you were actually here "here". I go to your facebook almost everyday believing that you've updated your status. I wish it were true. When the sun is shining I know it's your smile enlightening this Earth. When it's warm outside I know it's your wonderful, and warming heart beating on us. You've impacted my life so greatly, Case, and I am so thankful. I just wish it wouldn't have happened to you at only fourteen. But, I guess God had to bring home the beautiful angel that he had sent down prior. You're a gift to us chicky, you truely are. You made my summer 2010 better than I thought it would be. You came out of no where and rescued me. You've showed me how to have fun, and how to enjoy life's flaws. You've honestly made me into a better person. I may dwell on the memories, but it's in a good way. I just miss you so much, Casey, I really do. I don't act like it because I know a lot of people do and I shouldn't miss you anymore than anyone else. I do though. You should see what everyone has done in your memory, it's amazing. I'm glad that you're still around our small and boring town. Chelsee, Brian, and the rest of your family need you. We all do. You were such a joy; Always happy, smiling, and living life to the fullest. I know you're looking down right now and you're happy, and you want us all to be happy. We're trying, and it's all thanks to you. You mean the world to me,Case. I'm not saying good bye either, I'm saying "see you later" because we'll see eachother again in the afterlife, whatever/where ever that may be. I'll hug you, and we'll take photos together like we had planned. I know in my heart we'll create more memories to last a life time. I love you Casey, forever.

Peace.

“Peace is not something you wish for; It's something you make, Something you do, Something you are, And something you give away.”

-It's finally me.

That one call

I pressed that scroll button, and my heart was shrunken. your name was so clear, I didn't need a mirror. I stoped and stared thinking you actually cared but I know it's a lie. that's why you make me cry I don't know if I should push "call" or throw it at the wall. both are useless. You're clueless; to what you've put me through. there's nothing now you can do, you'll never be there. You're a huge lie. and you have nothing to go by. So, I just set the phone down. with just a simple frown knowing that's not the reason you called. but I'm not appaled. you've always been fake, and caused me heartache. So now, I look forward. knowing my life, is now, altered.

Forever.

Am I really this close to him?
My vision is dim.
This kid is so cute.
I can only stay mute.
Whatever, it's just a crush.
But he makes me blush.
Omg! He added me!
He's so dreamy!
I never thought I'd be talking to you.
I wouldn't even know what to do.
You're so real,
You make me feel
So special.
Here we are together,
And I think it'll be forever.
Your the only person I'd ever dream of being with.
And it's no myth.
I really do love you,
Because you're so true. <3

Enclosed Gas.

Sitting there,

looking,

wondering.

Do I have a chance?

Can I become free?

If only I could go to France,

I could finally be me.

I wonder why I can't get out,

and all I wanna do is shout.

every little bit of confidense

is no longer immense.

they drained it little by little

and they played me like a fiddle.

my escape is weak,

there must be some kind of leak.

the gases are entering my head,

i can't even get to my bed.

to die,

or to live?

I think of everyone I love,

Do they care?

or is what I'm getting fair?

why are they allowing me to hurt?

and make me feel like dirt?

I'm enclosed now,

so I guess it's time to take my last bow.

the gases enter my lungs.

I'm out cold.

I can no longer be the bold,

down to eath person anymore.

I'm just there, lying on the floor.

My heart.

My heart is a treasure
that will last forever.
It's buried deep,
& when you find it you may want it to keep.

looking through my deep eyes,
lay insecurities;
about myself,
about my soul,
about my life.
It's all about one big sacrifice.

once you find it,
you'll know everything.
through my lips I wont admit.
but will look into myself to bring.

I'm not only confused,
but I'm afraid.
I wish to be amused
and that could take a decade.

I hope with that shovel
you'll look through gravel,
stone,
and dirt
to find,
what's rightfully mine.
but could belong to you;
my heart.

For you.

why can't you look me in the eye?

I even wonder why.

I stress to think I'm insecure,

or maybe I'm not pure.

Maybe I don't want you in my soul.

I don't know what you'll pull

out of my heart.

But it's definitely soem kind of art.

Maybe I'm afraid to get hurt again.

It happens with all men.

Mostly one in particular.

for he may be familiar.

It's going to take a lot to pour myself to you,

perhaps very new,

for me at least.

but for you I'll go at ease,

because you're the one I want to please.