Who are you?
Me?
Yes, you.
I am me.
Anyone can give that answer, are you just like everyone else?
Yes... I mean no... I don't know.
Why don't you know?
I don't know what everyone else is like. Maybe I am like some, or none, or all.
Do you think you're unique?
We all are.
So you are just like everyone else?
I guess.
Do you think you're better than anyone else?
Murderers, rapists, you know the type of people who ruin other people's lives, I am better than them, I hope.
You hope, you're not sure?
Well... I guess I am sure.
You can't guess you're sure, you are or you aren't.
Ok, I am better than those kinds of people.
Is anyone better than you?
Sure, lots of people are.
Does that bother you?
No, not really.
Why not?
If no one were better than me, I'd be perfect, right? Who wants that?
Everyone does.
Not me.
why not?
Too much pressure. No room to grow. Nothing left to aspire to.
Okay. So you're unique just like everyone else, some are better than you, you are better than some, and you're not perfect?
That about sums it up.

February 7, 2007
© Ramie

I wrote this in August, it seems.  That makes sense, I was trying to write something for the anniversary of CynDee's death but nothing good was coming to me so I just wrote whatever did come to me, in hopes that it would inspire to write something for her.  I still haven't written something new for hew but I just opened this and decided to leave it as it is and do nothing else with it since it probably says enough as it is.  I think you can tell I was thinking of her at that time even though it's not really written FOR her.

Blissfully Unaware

Sitting on a couch
Blissfully unaware
As someone somewhere
Gets a call
Changing their life
Forever more

Why me
It's not fair
I never thought
That this could be
No one ever does

But why not them
Why not you
Sitting on the couch
So blissfully unaware

August 27th, 2006
© Ramie

One of these days
I won't exist
And then you'll wish
You'd done it all so differently
And you'll be
Crying over your loss
Over me
When you should be crying now
Over me
Losing faith in you

Right here, right now
You could make it all alright
But you just won't let yourself see
What it is that you've been doing to me

But hey, that's ok, don't you worry
I do enough of that for both of us
Still I find solace in knowing that
One of these days
I won't exist
And then maybe you
You'll finally see
What you'd already lost
Long before
My time comes
And maybe then
You won't do the same
To someone else

And it might be
Sixty years from now
Or maybe it's tomorrow
Who knows
We never get to know
And maybe baby that's my point

It's time to ask yourself
Are you doing all you can
Do you deserve what you've got
Are you giving or just taking
And do you have a clue
That

One of these days
You'll need to make it right
Before time runs out
And you find that I'm gone
And you've not yet said
Everything you wanted to
Why can't you say it now
Why can't you show me now
Why must you wait for
One of these days

June 28, 2006
© Ramie

It breaks my heart to hear
That you’re feeling blue, my dear
So just come here
Sit with me
I’ll pet your hair, you’ll purr for me
While you whisper all of the things
That you only want for me to hear
I know that there is nothing I can say
To make it all just go away
Still I’d like to try anyway
So…

Come with me and we’ll relax together
And if you feel like cryin’
That’s all right
I’ll hold you close
I’ll wipe all your tears away
And before I kiss you good night
I will try
To give you something new
To dream about

Please my dear, don’t forget
As long as we find the way to stay
Happily addicted
To this world that we’ve created
I’ll be here wishing that I really could
Get inside of your mind
Fill your sleepy head
With everything that you could ever want
Everything you need, I’d give to you
And tomorrow as you wake up
Even if for just one moment
You’d remember
You’d remember every dream that I had sent to you
And you’d believe
You'd believe that you deserve for them all to come true
Because you do

But I’m oh so sorry dear
I can’t seem to find the way
To give you all of that and
So I guess, I guess that all I can offer you
Are just these words…
So…

Come with me and we’ll relax together
And if you feel like cryin’
That’s all right
I’ll hold you close
I’ll wipe all your tears away
And before I kiss you good night
I will try
To give you something new
To dream about

November 5, 2005
© Ramie

*Explanation* This poem was about a dream that I had, when I awoke I didn't really remember it much other than it was about someone close to me dying, I didn't know who... didn't even think of it again until tonight when I went through my unfinished poems folder. Because it was modified in April of this year and I lost my best Friend in August of this year, I have decided to leave it where it is and call it finished, as nothing I could add to it would work now. The only thing I have changed from what it was is that I added "to" in the line "You came to me" as it obviously was meant to be there.


Please don’t let my dream come true

Well hello my old friend
It’s me again
Just wanted to see how you are
For you see
Every time that you fade away
I start envisioning that this will be
The forever time
Because

I had a dream
A vision if you will
You came to me
To tell me that you’d miss me
That you’re sorry for all of the things we left undone
But tomorrow wasn’t coming
Not for you anyway
All that I could do
Was wake up
In a river of sweat
Begging someone, anyone
Please don’t let my dream come true.

Modified: Saturday, April 30, 2005, 3:43:45 AM
© Ramie