I’m the kind of person who is happiest
When making other people happy.
If I make one person laugh every day
Then it will have been a good day for me.
This poses a small problem for me
When someone tells me
That they’ve had a hard life
I don’t know what to say because
Nothing I could say would make their situation
Any better.
So I just sit there in silence
I don’t know what I’m waiting for.
Maybe I’m waiting for them to get mad at me
for not saying anything
Maybe I’m waiting for the tears they’ll inevitably cry
Or maybe I’m waiting for the moment to insert a joke
Or anything that I think will make them smile
But that moment rarely comes
There’s a time and place for everything
But there rarely seems to be a time and place for me
In the moment,
I’ll sit in silence watching your face
For signs of what you’ll do next.
Whether it be tears of sadness or rage
Or a scream
But I don’t speak
Because you’ve heard the lies before
“Everything will be fine”
“It will all work out in the end”
“I’ll always be here for you”
I won’t speak those lies
Because everything won’t be fine
It may not work out in the end
I may not always be here for you
But I’m here now.
That’s a promise I can keep.
I’ll be the ears to hear that scream
The shoulder to cry on
The foundation to hold you up
But I can’t promise to always be there for you
Because I don’t know if I can keep that promise.
©2013 Alex Hicks

Any Other Way

Of course it’s a girl
That’s always the cause
My actions and judgement
They’re all going wrong
Synapses firing
Against my own will
Some say it’s annoying
And it is but still
The things that I’m feeling
I want them to stay
I wouldn’t have it
Any other way
The risks that I’m taking
The mountains I’ll climb
Some say I’m in danger
But I say I’m fine
They say that I’ve changed
That I’m not the same as I was
They say it’s a bad thing
But it can’t be because
The things that I’m feeling
I want them to stay
I wouldn’t have it
Any other way
This is what I want
What I’ve been searching for
I’ve found something new here
That I’ve not had before
That feeling of emptyness
Is no longer with me
So yes I have changed
And the fact’s simply
The things that I’m feeling
I want them to stay
and I wouldn’t have it
Any other way.
©2013 Alex Hicks

Time – The Immortal Wound

There’s no denying it
No hiding its truth
Can’t cover it up
Or return it to youth
It passes by unnoticed
It flows around unseen
It berates us when we’re old and grey
And drives us when we’re green
It is the undeniable
It shows no sympathy
It casts aside all differences
Gives the same to you and me
To ignore it would be foolish
To control it can’t be done
But it sometimes seems to stand still
And completely stop for some
But there it is around us
Giving order to our days
We spend forever watching it
Because we know no other way
But time is one of those things
That we should just leave alone
What’s past is past, the present is now
And the future can’t be known.
©2013 Alex Hicks

(10-03-13) A Little Bit

A little bit of sadness
A little bit of anger
A little bit of madness
A little bit of fear
A little bit of happiness
A little bit of hope
A little bit restless
A little bit calm
A little bit relaxing
A little bit of stress
A little bit of emptyness
A little bit of pain
A little bit of clarity
A little bit of zen
All of it means nothing;
Without a little bit of love.
©2013 Alex Hicks

(15/01/2013) Cowardice and Compassion

My story is not long
It’s actually quite short
But it has its merits
Of this you can be sure
Kindness is my gift
And shyness is my curse
To have this contravention
For me there’s nothing worse
My heart will still beat strong
Resounding in my chest
If only I could show them
This virtues pure caress.
To show them my compassion
Would make me appear as weak
So I hide within my shell
Instead appearing meek.
©2013 Alex Hicks

Time Is No Healer

heart on ice
They say time heals all wounds
But it also leaves it’s scar
So as time passes and you heal
Will you ask “How far?”
How far will you go
To let time play its part
Knowing that which heals you
May not heal your heart.
Time can heal broken bones
And cuts and scrapes alike
But true pain comes from within
The cuts beyond your sight.
There is no cure for real pain
You only learn to cope
Through distractions or through isolation
Time can only restore hope.
©2013 Alex Hicks

Opening Pandora’s Box

Pandora's Box
So the truth you what you wish to hear?
Is that why you’re really here?
Know it comes at greatest cost;
you can’t retrieve that which is lost.
If freedom is really what you crave;
then your hope is really yours to save.
For if you wish to live a life,
worth living without pain and strife.
Your destiny must cast aside;
to ascend to dreams of foolish pride.
And live your life just as you dream;
no matter how hard it may seem.
You have now opened pandoras box;
what remains once you replace the locks?

I entered this poem in a contest on Booksie “Season 3 of Poetry Factor”. Check it out here. You can read my poem on Booksie here.
 -Alex H.

Lost in the Shadows of my Mind

The darkness surrounds me
I’ve lost my way
Where I go from here
Even I cannot say
I once had let hope
Shine bright and true
Now the blinds are all closed
That once let light through
The clock ticks slower
As time drifts away
And as I am devoured
I give into the sway
The hands of the clock
a blurred image at best
Are only counting down
to my eternal rest
But I know it gets better
The visions restore
As time regains focus
And I am whole once more
Until that day comes
Until hope guides my way
Surrounded by darkness
In my mind I shall stay
©2012 Alex Hicks