How is it? I can see you.
Ever present, looking back at me.
The flow of your hair in the wind. How can it be?
The moonlight sparkle, diamonds in your eyes.
How soft it's light dances upon your cheek.
Please tell me, how can this be.
I feel it, your breath...
Nervous clowns that frown set the pace
Old clues same news sad crying blues
Naked eyes white lies cherry red
Puttin minds to rest
loose the ropes we sail into a head wind
as the sun sank over the south sea the mountains flashed red
One tear caught as it rolls down...
How is it?
I don't know...
I bear my soul to you and you accept it.
You tell me of your fears, I take them as they are.
I say thing I would never say, the secrets deep within.
No condemnation, no judgement, only understanding.
You reveal the torment, anxiety and...
The driving force that too often, is more negative than positive.
Causing wrong thought, making wrong decisions and sometimes paralyzing.
Discourse and problems are only a few of the names of havoc it wreaks.
But what do we do with this one who comes against us.
Not to move...
You Say You're fine Without me....
Say what you will , but i know you heart beats for mine...
i know you want to be comforted with a lie than the truth..
oh baby are your wrong, all along it was a beautiful lie.
the two hands that once collided are now drifted apart.
If you dared...
Stone temple simplistic _
Perfection within it No limits_Iron willed with love rebuilt_Gold bricks Masonic skill _Back door slippin in_
Its killin Em
Smooth chaotic harmonics _locked & loaded_typical
Sixx pissed. _shakes a Clenched fist _For those we lost T'slit...
I never know what it is I'm going say when I start a story. I never give it any thought beforehand.
Most of my stories come from deep inside of me. Every word is backed with genuine & raw emotions...true & precise. At times it can be emotionally overwhelming. Telling my thoughts...
To search for that we do not know
To wonder, desire, want
To fill that void we can not touch
A mind, wondering and wanting yet it can not express
The taste it craves, the knowledge it desires, the burn in the heart
All seem to have them
All seem to seek
thinking and analyzing, my heart seems to follow suit. My mind gets snarky and a little sarcastic sometimes, but I think it does so to protect its partner in crime--my heart.
Left without my wits, my heart is overexposed and open wide. It loves to love. It loves to take hold...
I have learned I love to write. My spelling is terrible and my grammer, well, lets not talk about it. One of the things I like to do is test myself. Write not only from the heart, but on the spot. Take a thought and go, see what I come up with. It's sometimes a bit like...
Can you hear it?
First a few, then more.
The song of the sky on a warm summer evening.
Your standing there, the air is a bit cooler now.
It was warm, so warm today
But the night is coming, the sun beggining to set
Your hair moves in the breeze
I feel your heart
Our tears share the same pain
If only I could...
They know not what they have
Deep down, who you are
The depth of your soul, your spirit, your love
All you have to give
If only I could...
The wanting, the longing
To feel the touch that...
Captivated Sedated Elated
Faded, brass monkey laid back jaded.
What he said Ed, big head bells toll, abstract,
The bigest critic I got
You get it I spin it its spun and its about to come undone
I bleed red when blood runs
No hope from the rope when the henchman comes to wrap...
I tell you every dark secret. But still your my friend. Even though you know the things I thought about and even did, your still here for me. I love you to pieces. You tell me every thing there is to tell. Even though we know both of us did some ****** things we love each other...
I see His eyes when He looks at you.
I feel His heart as He reaches out for you.
There is no logic, no reason, no cause.
A magic that can't be duplicated
A gold so pure.
You are a jewel in His eyes.
The light in His heart.
Yet, you can't understand.
Do you remember...
The light...there is a sparkle and you smile when you see it in her eyes.
The taste...her lips are so soft. The feel when they barely touch yours.
The feel...every part of her is a work of the highest. A living sculpture, made to perfection.
Listening to that familiar click click clicking of the metal gears as we ascend, i wonder "how i will ever get off this ride."
Then i ask myself, "do i really want to?"
My butt is clenched and my teeth are together firmly.
Two hands grip the safety bar so hard my knuckles are...
Feelings...Written on my body, Printed from experiences, tiny of decency immersed in the emotions, wandering the intellect Thoughts...Marked in my soulWashed from tears, gathered from joyVisible to see, vulnerable to touch Words...Drew from my body, revealed in my feelingsThe...
heart)i am never without it(anywhere
I go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
Putting down front page news
Today like a laura fontane expose
past the rolling stones cover yesterday, , so you know for fact,
We blazed trails through starlight skies, dries the tears from our eyes., bright minds think alike, lighting strikes, don't let it slip through twice...
Slow, gentle thoughts.
Sipping coffee and realizing it’s been such a long time.
Familiar names and faces. Warm memories, friends who have held me.
Morning gently sleeps as the sun warms the air.
A soft breeze through the window as I think, just for a little while.
When I find it, all my dreams will come true.
Digging in the sand, finding the right spot.
It's deep, but buried, hidden below.
I see it. I know without a doubt.
Searching to uncover and bring it to me.
The treasure that hides.
To experience the treasure, one can not just...
I love writting my poems and writting my books ,they are all from the heart. I belive my next book will be a real seller :THE SHADES OF GRACE 2 , its all about my life survivingabuse of 20 years and getting out of the abuse and finding true love and happyness . to a man thats...
"I don't want to play anymore."It's how I feel sometime. Like now.Looking up at God and saying, "I don't want to play anymore.""It isn't them Father it's me. I don't mind helping, you know I like it. You give me what I need for them. Words I don't have myself, but somehow they...
Hanging in there, just by a thread....don't worry , don't worry no light will touch your face again. As you lay in my arms the memories flood in my brain,flash backs to when i was 5 and you were playing with me. "Here comes grammy!!" , with arms wide open and a big smile on your...
Strangely , i always feel sad and depressed. i mean the pressures to life are like a balance beam to me. Living life with diabetes is tough yes i know it could be worse and all , but sometimes i feel like a burden for those who i live with . It's a constant reminder everyday for...
Finding the meaning
What does it mean
My heart fears
The pain grows
I ask, what does it mean
I know, but don't want to say
I thought I found you
I thought we found each other
Then it came
Discord, pain, tears, problems
My heart feels
I wish I could honestly say I write from the heart but that would be a lie........I sometimes do but have a lot for various experiences that have had happened to me through the years so I am clearing the junk to get to the real depths of my heart.........like when my daughter was...
All of the strawberries stemmed and rinsedThe whipped cream waits in a can.Red embers glow where flames once danced,The blankets were smoothed by hand.Here before me the cake is waiting,I see she’s pulled back her hair.She wants to be eaten, she’s anticipating,A...
The most beautiful flower in the meadow.
Petals so soft, they shine in the moonlight,
Fragrance so sweet, it mystifies my very being
To hold you and touch you I would be blessed
A mere kiss is to taste the sweetness...
For a long time I was a normal woman. What would you do if
your life suddenly went all wrong, with pain and suffering following
I went from tonus to clonus in one short day, now I hate
to even look in my mirror."Who is that woman, surely that's not me.
I went to a...
than to hold you at night, wrapping you in my tender embrace as you drift into sleep. Then watch you as you open your eyes for the first time, your dreams slowly fading away in the morning sun. For these things i would lie awake all night
Seems like it's only been 18 years since you last saw me...it all seems like a dream to me. It feels like forever not knowin who you are or how you been....i can't say i love you, or i hate you...but i do hate that you left,scared out of your mind thinking that your life's over...
Stand by me or step aside, "We both can't live within such a divided cramped cranium.Hand in hand is what i envision, this place is desolate. Your Either endeared or feared in this life. Most days i feel reclusive, the pressure of everyday life looms over me. The lies and broken...
Why do I worry, why am I concerned?
Do I love you? Yes, there is no doubt.
Do I trust you? Of course, I know deeply.
So what is this that I feel.
Fear? Pain? Sorrow? Confusion.
Is it you at all?
Could it be?
Is it my own fears?
My own insecurities?
The thoughts, the dreams, what is becoming of me? im scared to see what is left or what is torn..The life i am in it's not bad...nor is it "amazing"....i've wanted to join the army but turns out since i have type II diabetes, i cant do such a thing. I understand as to why but i...
i try to keep my head up but the tears don't help they fall....the memories run in to get me...my patience runs deeply. why ? why? why? my mind asks but just to be sure i do nothing and live life freely .surely enough these things come back
There is no friend in this world
Who loves the wretched
So why curse me so?
Could I be the wretched one?
Perhaps my life isn't real
And I am my own delusion
But I do remember
The days I existed
I recall those wondrous days
Where I would claim belonging
Why do I write this? to keep from loosing it
Why so strong, I was doing so well
Hunger that builds, a taste I can not describe.
To taste the fruit and forget its essence,
is not within my reality.
My stomach tightens as my limbs grow weak,
My head spins as...