None

You're not another faceless name

You're not another nameless face

You're not another one of the same

You're not another waste of space

Why are you so blind

Why can't you see

We have a special bind

You're the only one for me

You are the only one

We can never

We can never be done

Don't you ever

Don't you ever set this sun

How can it be over

How can it be over when it has just begun

Feelings lit ready to ignite 

Trigger is pulled burst of inspiration

No sleep at night

Can't forget no matter how much desperation

It's a constant fight

A constant struggle

Wish I could just take flight

This life is a constant juggle 

Try to look at the bright side but it is dimly lit

Asleep with my eyes open

In the cold corner I sit

I was all tied up when you had me roped in

Try to find happiness through a hit

It gets better with every new morning

Smile gets a little bit bigger

Less and less mourning

Finger loosens up on the trigger

Try not to let writing become a chore

Simply open up the word pot and let them pour

No longer will I be a corporate whore

I'm starting the worlds next big movement 

Starting with my core

Conclusion

First of all Thank You all for reading and giving me feedback. I have benefited from this blog as much as I wanted to. Looking back I see it as a success.
I would also like to thank my father. He is a musician and one of the best writers I have ever seen. I think that's who I get it from even though he is better in my opinion.
I don't think I will be blogging as much now that it's not required but I will blog from time to time. If you keep reading then I will keep writing. For more frequent updates follow me on twitter @tristontheparr and remember always keep your head up. It gets better.

Over It

When you feel like you can't get any smaller

Stop slouching and stand a little taller

View the world from a different perspective

It sounds unreal but beleive me it's effective

Take some time off but then try to reconnect

Anything that went wrong try to correct

Make sure your day is one to remember

Granted that gets harder now that it's closer to December

There are only good things ahead

Bandage yourself up after you have bled

It is time to stand up

It is time to give yourself a life worth living

Its time to put on a smile

Because its time for Thanksgiving :)



The Letter

It was only a week ago, it was the truth that she received

I wanted her to read it but every day I was deceived

I asked her everyday but she replied that she didn't get around to it

Every second I thought to myself damn I blew it

Even at the darkest of time I thought "Life? Screw it."

I knew what would happen but I wish it went the other way

Now that it happened I don't know what to say

On repeat in my mind her words were being played

All I want now is for this feeling to fade

There are tears in my eyes but they just won't fall

I would give anything to be able to ball

Let the feelings out and let the run wild

The feelings are extreme and far from mild

Now words have been said 

The pain has been fed 

There is a spiral in my head

The letter has been read

She puts me into a deep depression

I loved her but with no succession
But even though, she is still the only reason I can smile
So I want to stay on her left and I want her on my right for quite a while.

A Fresh Start

Face it, life is rough

We were told it would be hard, but never this rough.

Adults would tell us life is unfair, but we never believed it.

We expected good news until we received it.

Life is full of decisions and who knows the right one.

We had already failed before we begun.

 We depended on adults like Dad, and Mom.

Now we are frightened because we are depended on.We used to feel so safe and protected.

Now we feel like our integrity has been ripped and disected.

In this game of life ther is not a strategy anyone has perfected.

So now just dust off your shoudlers clean and disinffected.

Take a stand for what you truley beleive.

Take the weight off your shoulders and enjoy the relief.

Shine before your rise.

Be able to help others when you here their helpless cries.

If you have truely hit rock bottom then there is nowhere to go but up.

So show the world what your made of and with joy you will erupt. 

Introduction

        My name is Triston Parr. I am 15 and a sophmore at Shawnee Mission West. I write about all sorts of subjects, but what I write most frequently are poems. That is what this blog will contain. I hope you enjoy reading my poems as much as I enjoy writing them. My goal is to put a smile on people that haven't smiled in a while.

      
 This is for the ones in a dark place. This is meant to brighten ones bad day. This is meant to help up those who have fallen. No one's life is perfect, but we can always try to smile.

      
 I am not in the best place in my life right now. This blog is for me as much as it is for you. Everyone has gone though a rough patch several times in there life. I hope this pulls us through it faster. I need to inspire some happiness into life, and hopefully if it works for me it will work for you.

Enjoy,