• Owl Eyes.

    by pecknoldbanhart on April 24, 2009
    Devendra Banhart is an amazing man. I like how even though people try to classify him he says his true influences which have nothing to do with what most people think. Oh Devendra once again you sweep me off my feet :3
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  • I'm Sorry.

    by pecknoldbanhart on March 29, 2009
    I wrote a poem dedicated to a person. I don't know the person, all I saw and read was a comment to a song. They said something about their friend dying and they felt it was their fault. Well a death isn't anyone's fault, you did all you could and that is enough. I will never meet this person. And i doubt they will stumble upon this, but here it is. You were so full of life, Always smiling and carefree. Life loved you being part of it, And loved you being a part of me. You could make anyone laugh, If they were having a bad day, No matter how sad I was, You could take the hurt away. Nothing could ever stop you, Or even make you fall. You were ready to take on the world, Ready to do it all. But God decided he needed you, So from this world you left, But you took a piece of all of us, Our hearts are what you kept. Your seat is now empty, And it's hard not to see your face, But please always know this, No one will ever take your place. You left without a warning, Not even saying good-bye. And I can't seem to stop, Asking the question why. Nothing will ever be the same, The halls are empty without your laughter, But I know you're up in heaven, Watching over us and looking after. I didn't see this coming, It hit me by surprise. And when you left this world, A small part of me died. I remember you swinging from the hayloft ropes, When you were just a kid. And the last time I ever saw you, You were driving your pride and bliss. Your smile could brighten anyone's day, No matter what they were going through, And I know everyday for the rest of my life, I will be missing you.
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  • :)

    by pecknoldbanhart on March 29, 2009
    I saw you on the road to happiness so I thought I stroll by and say Hi. Little to my knowledge you let out a cry. You fell to the floor and looked up at me. You were a wreck a big ol' mess. So i helped you up and took you home. I bandaged you up and had you rest. I wanted you happy because after all You stand, I fall. I love you with my heart. Leaving you tears me apart. Sometimes were forced with decisions. And this is mine. To let you go so you can find, "The One". Because we both know, I wasn't fun. I dragged you back and made you feel tense. Maybe later on I'll regret this, but right now it makes sense. She'll love you more than I ever could. So one last kiss and off you go. You were born a winner, now let it show. :) I'll never forget you, I promise.
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  • Sorrows Underneath

    by pecknoldbanhart on March 28, 2009
    I think of all my problems. I think of all my pain. I think of all my sorrows, Until I go insane. I think of all the smiles that I've worn, Which hide the sorrows underneath. No one seems to notice, That I go through so much grief. My tears seem to keep flowing, Inside my tired eyes. Each time I want to tell you, My words come out as lies. These days I am feeling so distant, Far away and weak. My sadness pulls me further, From the happiness I seek. I've begun to realize, that my hopes and dreams are gone, I'm walking down a dead-end road, Humming a tuneless song. I'm standing on a rooftop, Although I'm scared of heights, I'm watching the cars beneath me move, And somehow this doesn't feel right. Now I think of what I'm doing, I know I should find a way, To beat through my depression, Will I be able to someday? Someone might be there, to help me make it through, maybe they will listen, And tell me what to do. I'm seeing through the darkness, And I'm starting to trust a few, I think I'll try to make it, So i can be there for them, too.
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  • When We Risk It All.

    by pecknoldbanhart on March 27, 2009
    We can't blame others when love dwindles away- For we knew from the start it never promised to stay. It's just one of those things where the stakes are high- And sometimes it's forever, and sometimes it's a good-bye. When you love the right way, you will never lose- No matter what path life may force you to choose. You may end up with tears or a broken heart- But you knew what you signed up for from the start. You can only give what you've got to give- And if that's not enough, then you must continue to live. Life will go on and broken hearts will heal- You must continue on your quest, for that's the deal. Throw your heart into life and never stall- For the greatest risk is to risk nothing at all. You see, love is the only thing that we know- That can be divided and divided but continue to grow. And life isn't long enough to lock away our heart- Just because life may have forced two people apart. We will continue to love and continue to lose- We will continue to pick and continue to choose. And then one day we will just risk it all- Take the chains off our hearts and dismantle the wall. The last time we love will the be the Forever- And never again will our hearts be forced to sever. We'll never have doubts that it'll go away- Because this time, it'll be here to stay. But until then we must endure all the pain- For we only see sunshine if we can wait through the rain.
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  • From Afar

    by pecknoldbanhart on March 19, 2009
    He has finally told me he is leaving. In six months he will just be a shadow. Everything that I have built up for us will finally just crash and burn and die. The words are on my tongue and I find them hard to come out. I am stuttering over every little word, and his eyes narrow to mine. I write what I can't say on a napkin and slip it towards him and hug him goodbye. He calls me later that night to tell me that our friendship is too valuable to risk. I laugh and say I understand; we hang up. Though the tears aren't rolling down my face; doesn't stain my cheeks at all. Though the blood is stronger and stains my pants and legs and runs everywhere. Its crazy how one word or one saying can break someone, but it is even more amazing how one word or saying can make somebody. For what I have realized he has made me; me. And I won't hate him for rejecting me, I will love him for help shaping me.
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  • Music.

    by pecknoldbanhart on March 17, 2009
    Am I one to judge another person's music taste because it doesn't match mine? I feel as if I find myself doing this. I grow this anger because the other kids my age think that the new "boy bands" out are the "thing" now, but they don't see the true music. I feel indie and psychedelic music is really the best there is, but who am I to judge that it is. Most of the bands that fall under this are unknown and if I should tell some people about them I get replies back of, "They sound gay.","His voice is too whiny." or "That is gay and it just doesn't sound good." But can't they look farther than just their looks and the sound. None look at the meaning behind these songs, if they did they would see that somehow these meanings relate to them. And most of these kids go after the new bands because they think they are "hot" and of course "sexy", but really when it comes down to it, that isn't about it at all. I really think the kids these days need to focus on meaning not just looks and sex,money,drugs, or how many girls they can get in a night etc. They need to love music for what it is based on or towards. They need to fall in love with the sound not the artists. In my point of view. In some eyes I can be very wrong, and in others I could be on the verge of a new opening.
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