From 7/14/15

Snow globe dreams

I don't have any gold teeth

Remind me of your name again

So I can take it in and breathe

I want to inhale your smell

Fill my snow globe with it and good riddance to the water

but you'd float around still

Perfectly

Be my figurine

You're already worth the world

~Tina Meeks

Jumping Trees (Writing from 3/15/11)

Climbing through forrest barriers and scary lullabies

Searching for answers but knowing they might never be justified

Children of the impaired batch can no longer

run or pretend to own the world

Babies cannot desire a thing,

nor cry or plead

Masquerade parties no longer have dancing circles

Bare feet with cracked heels

once again begin to bleed

Trailing blood

Branches collapse as leaves become brittle

Feeling compelled to continue climbing

among evil fiends who have learned to growl

and show teeth

Ignoring it all but the steps taken

to prepare for a life threatening leap

Suddenly airborne between trees

~Tina Meeks

Writing from 6/14/16

Vulnerability has taken me to a dark place

I once was before

Before, my nights were filled with 

popcorn and grapefruit juice

My life was the bottom of a Dock Martin

My heart was the epitome of pathetic,

with sad brown eyes,

hoping for a new day

A brighter day before long

Sadness began to run through my blood

and self pity defined me

I felt broken

A released experience that I thought I tossed

and locked away forever

But this cycle has come back to haunt me

before the end of the book

This feeling reclaims it's places in my heart once again

This ugly, ugly defining thing loves to punish me

with tears after I've already surrendered myself long ago

My love has never felt like enough to satisfy the smallest of space

I have only hoped

One day, my love will suffice

for anyone open and anyone

willing to take this and create a new with their own

Because I can't do this alone

I want to confess how much

it means to me to feel this way

Say "I love you" and mean it

Hear it and believe it

"I love you so much

and I can't say it enough"

This will follow me forever

It will never be erased

Because I am at my best

when I have seen the worst of my days

~Tina Meeks

Writing from 7/2/15

My thoughts are disruptive

They are terror and disappointing

They are mine

They are disrupted by fellow minds, unrelated, and like-minds

I follow myself into traps all the time, into darkness

and run

Tina Meeks

Written on 7/25/16

Disclaimer: Written and posted without edits, just wrote it and sharing it*

Harboring the worst feelings 

These can be tough

They get the mind active in flashes

and the knife plunges and leaves gashes

and bashes the ache deeper in

When vocalizing out loud,

it's taken me to a more vulnerable level

On a different spectrum of feeling that cannot be stopped

Where do we run to?

What do we do to conceal

or compress or to hook up a smile

to make something feel... not so bad?

Aggression can rise from that

It's the hardest to try and protect yourself from 

your very thoughts aligned with this

Sometimes it's hard to let go or sincerely want to release

Because pushing anything aside no longer relieves

the pressure or thumping

The power is in the individual

when it wants to be

With a mind of it's own

~ Tina Meeks

Top of the World

I hear the gravel and see the dust rise

from under my feet as I walk up to 

the top of the world

Backpack on, with all of my needs to make it there

The scent of nature

Gulping down water

I round the last turn before reaching

the peak and I sigh with relief

Sit on the cobblestone wall

and gaze to the everything

Sitting in the center, with the blinding fall sun

in my face, forcing me to squint

That moment, I felt freedom

The only things above me were blue sky and a hawk,

taking advantage of it's own freedom

We felt the same

At the top of the world

~ Tina Meeks

Piece written on 6/26/16

I didn't know my heart would miss you this much

Scattered at the brain 

with nothing else to say, 

except that I need you and tears make me feel so needy

So I close my eyes instead

I'd rather continue down this canyon 

before I shed tears of pity and selfishness

Though I can't help but need you 

at a time like this

At a time like any, really

The geographical distance between us 

has grown to a degree where I feel sick

If I could leave this place right now

If I could have you tonight in my arms,

grasping you the way I will,

I would burn under this sun

Run out of this canyon

Melt into dust for you

~ Tina Meeks

Writing From 6/20/14

Salutations, fellow

Whether we meet before death

Or die before meet,

I wish your new life well and

Cheers to you when I take my next drink

~Tina Meeks

Writing From 11/17/10

Standing in shallow water
Dwelling on your endless lies
Anticipating your contentiousness on a regular basis
Surrounded by child's play
Somehow, it changes 
Never forever
Sudden explosion 
Deadline reached and apparently, 
Dirt is very dirty
Spring cleaning awaits
Don't keep it waiting too long
Both, truth and lies now
Confessions
Show me those pearly whites 
And explain to me
The dream 

~Tina Meeks