You Can Trust Me

For some unknown reason we do not trust.

We would never divulge a precious secret.

People don’t connect enough to those they love.

Reactions make us so scared.

Our biggest fear is being emotionally hurt.

We would prefer death than think that people truly care.

Why won’t people care?

What will it take for us to again trust?

What is so painful about being hurt?

What can be so terrible that we must keep it a secret?

What is it that makes us so scared?

Why won’t we open up to those we love?

People are here because of love.

People are here because they care.

There is no reason to be so scared.

It is ok to trust.

It isn’t worth the stress to keep a secret.

Someone always ends up getting hurt.

Is it worth it to personally hurt?

Are you so alone that you can’t love?

Won’t you share your darkest secret?

Why do you think others will not care?

What is the worst that can happen if you trust?

Why does the potential reveal make you even more scared?

Pain of their shock makes you scared.

The fear of rejection makes you cringe with hurt.

Past experience warns you to never more trust.

You have yet to taste the sweetness of true love.

You assume that nobody will ever truly care.

To the grave you feel you must go with this despicable secret.

But how do you know it is even still a secret?

Who told you that there is any reason to be scared?

What makes you so insecure to think that I won’t care?

When were you so irreversibly hurt?

Who do you think could show more love?

Will you please give me the chance to earn your trust?

Deep inside is a secret that makes you worried someone will end up making you hurt.

People are so scared to ever open up to people who show them constant love.

We know people care but apparently not enough to earn this highest level of trust.

One Can Always Change A GPS

I have often wondered in my mind if it would be worthwhile.
I often contemplate if I made the right decision.
I sometimes wonder what the other outcome may have been.
I tend to think if it needs a regret.

Should I have gone down this path?
Should I have traveled that road?
Should I have rushed my destination?
Should I have waited just a bit more?

People often think in the past,
deciding if it should be redone.
People often worry about the future,
Will the consequences be worth it all?

We must believe in ourselves,
if we ever want to succeed.
We must have faith in our guts,
if we truly wish to travel the map of Life.

Nothing can change the past,
But we can still make a better tomorrow.
Nothing can take back the way we journeyed,
But we can still reroute our guide.

Life

Trapped

Umbilical

Breathe

Diapers

Crawl

Speak

Run

Needy

Grow

Learn

Choices

Decide

School

Diploma

Job

Career

Dating

Proposal

Marriage

Children

Parent

Retire

Hospital

Beep

Shovel

Earth

Heaven

Repeat

What Am I NOT?

Science gave up hope long ago.
The doctors said there will be no twin.
My parents prayed and hoped.
G-d proved he runs the world.
A 2.1 pound child entered this world.
I am... a MIRACLE

My dad was never there for me.
Seemed to despise his children.
Memories of unpleasantries remain.
Siblings stuck together.
Proved we don't need him in our lives.
I am... STRONG

Raised by a single mom.
She saw me through my education to date.
Created an immense family for myself.
Have siblings who would do anything in a heartbeat for me.
Never truly alone.
I am... LOVED

At fifteen my life shattered.
A dear sister passed away.
Time has gone on by.
I will never forget.
I have remained true to myself.
I am... a SURVIVOR.

Was going to attempt.
Realized I have much to still live for.
Got on the subway instead of the tracks.
Rode the train of life instead of getting off.
Decided to always keep my ticket on hand.
I am... BRAVE

Named for King David.
Orthodox is how I was raised.
Shabbat is so special to me.
Israel is my home country.
Proudly show my religion on college campus.
I am... a JEW

Books have always engulfed me.
Words become my voice.
Stories become alive in my mind.
Thoughts take on creation via pen.
Ink on paper is my bloodline.
I am... a WRITER

I once thought I was going to be different.
Used to see a different future.
Realize now that the above defines who I am.
People's expectations aren't what makes me me.
I forever choose my own pathway.
I am... DOVID

The Night Grows Younger As It Ends

The hour chimes once more on my wristwatch,
as the sky blackens before my eyes.
Laying in bed thoughts flood my mind,
as a tear or two rolls down my cheek.

Memories begin to fill the void,
no matter how hard I try to repress them.
Her laughter echoes in the night's deathly silence;
her smile shines like the incoming dawn.

"Dovid, my brother" her voice does sigh,
as she stretches out her hand to me.
"Let me take you back one more time,
put away your clock and recall our adventures."

Together we fight the time stream,
we end up in November of 2009.
I look up the women's balcony once again,
as she keeps encouraging me to dance my heart away.

"Have me in mind when you dance with this Torah,
as the Holtzbergs were so dear to me.
Have me in mind for you can do what I am not able,
when you dance for me I will always be with you my dear brother."

I want to keep dancing for my sister,
for then the daybreak can't come.
I need to keep dancing for my sister,
for then the daybreak doesn't come.

I will keep dancing for my sister,
for then the daybreak won't ever come.
I'll never stop dancing for my sister,
for the daybreak mustn't ever come.

A Tribute To Tzofim-Israeli Scouts

Less than twelve hours,
that's how long I have known you all.
Yet you impacted me in ways,
I had not expected.

I watched as you painted and laughed,
We chatted while munching on pizza.
We conversed deeply before you were dropped off,
I joined you in song and dance.

You guys brought a new life,
to the meaning of Israeli Culture for me.
You reminded me of the beauty in the land,
Erasing much of the evil within.

You glowed in pride for our land,
Your energy brightened my week.
Thank you for a last-minute stop,
A stop that helped a random Jew be happy.

Just Breathe

I empty my chest; I have had all that I can take,

I whisper my goodbye with the last in my lungs.

I stand so still; not even a flinch,

I force myself to remain calm.

All I need is to just stay still; to keep my mouth shut tight,

All I need is for it to be over already.

All I need is to slip away; force my body to sleep,

All I need is to let my soul be released.

There is nothing left; I convince myself,

There is no way to change now.

There is nobody to cry for; I am so alone,

There is no reason to stay.

My chest starts burning; eyes water too,

My lungs are screaming in despair.

My heart tries to pump; its oxygen is low,

My brain begins to shut down.

Suddenly I feel the sunrise; hear the birds on my window,

Suddenly I hear the phone; people at the door.

Suddenly I smell the fresh air; find a dollar on the ground,

Suddenly I realize I have much to be thankful for.

I take a deep breath; my brain rushes to life,

I take a look at this new world I’ve found.

I take a glimpse at my mom; her arms outstretched to me,

I take a step with the new me.

Life is what I make it to be; I must see the good,

Life is what I do with the cards that I’ve been dealt.

Life is what I hold dear; what I used to take for granted,

Life is what I accomplish with one breath at a time.