Andrew Hauton Poetry

Give me a reason not to jump up and down, When you enter the door wearing a crown, My hearts in the right place, My mind is there too, But I’m not sure you have a crush on me, Hence I don’t know what to do; Please make my life a little easier, And send me a sign, It could be what ever you like, As long as it’s somewhat kind; So I ask one more time to tell me the truth, I’m a guy, who’s looking for a girl, Not some broken heart youth, I’m sure you’re looking for the same, A cool dude or friend of another, A skater chick perhaps, "O wait, don't bother!"

I’m dying today, Like there’s no tomorrow, A shallow heart filled, With grief and sorrow, Ancient memories that fill your heart, But hatred images pull them apart, So be gone and let me grief, One too many times you’ll deceive, Let me die and lay me rest, Pain is what I am, This I here by confess, For a test it was, I’ve terribly failed, Please let me die, this ship has sailed, I’ll take my last breathe, And I’ll lie in these waters deep, This is my final resting ground, Close my eyes, I’m finally off to sleep, Too many lies and one less heart, Broken now and always was from the start, Because I meant nothing to you, And you can’t deny, This memory will never…never die…

Sacred memories and forgotten dreams, Vivid settings and sunlit scenes, Glistening radiant light on the ocean’s head, Silent thoughts and words never said; Bleeding beneath the surface of still waters, Trying to cope with the anger within, Fallen hearts and lost emotions, Secular thoughts and parallel sins; Leave me be and let me die, See you in hell and don’t forget your lie, Take it with you and hold it tight, Grab it onto with all your might, For when the demons see your face, You WILL be asking for God’s gentle grace…

Now the sky turns to make the day night, And crawl beneath the sheets, After the day burned bright, But all I can remember of THAT day, Was the second you questioned me, and I had nothing to say; I steered into your eyes, Emotionally stressed with mountains of lies, Yet the words I spoke were true, But you knew deep down I was never good enough for you; The time we spent together, Is far more than images can ever portray, But undoubtedly enough, You never saw it my way; If time could change and I could do it again; I'd make each day the way it was meant, So I take these memories and turn them, gold, For time has passed, but the memories…not a day old; Years later I watch these pictures, Of us together, But now forgotten, Memories lost forever...