I Love to Write From My Heart

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...

The damaged package.
 
How so many lose the desire.
 
How so many miss so much.
 
How so many are willing to leave it behind.
 
Even the package itself, sees not it’s own value and beauty.
 
Yet to look...

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

 ...

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...

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...

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...

The beauty of the summer winds blow softly against the flower.

It's warmth and beauty flow in a majestic serenity that all the world beholds.

It fragrance and brilliance attracting the hummingbird in an almost hypnotic way.

The...

There was a time
I could hear your heartbeats
Tolling through my soul
Resonating chambers
Of echoes in lovelorn

Take my hand
And let us see stars
Flashing old tales unknown

You have my heart and soul...
Am nothing without you...
I...

Stories, and words are what I seek, for without them the worldseems so bleak. For without these words so fair and pure, myinner eye cannot discern your true allure....

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
you around?
I went from tonus to clonus in one short day, now I hate
to even look in my mirror."Who is that...

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...

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...

As I walk through the many meadows of this earth.

Beholding the beauty of the worlds flowers.

Why is it I crave a nectar so sweet?

A thirst unquenchable for a taste unlike any other.

I behold the beauty that lies before me yet I...

Quiet.......it's so quiet.
Shhh, can you hear it?
You can if you are, as I.
Alone.

A smile comes, but not from joy.
It the thought of those who would council me.
Take heart, have fun, enjoy.
A smirk does come, they don't remember

So...

Can you remember?
Have you gone too far?
Have you grown so much?
Have you totally let go?

The summer rains
as a child, playing till you were soaked
jumping in the puddles
dancing beneath the showers

The autumn leaves
Hiding in the...

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...

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...

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...

Rose Colored Glasses

Not always an easy thing to wear.

"Made for dreamers, searchers and believers" they say

"Not at all practical in the real world."

"What?" may I ask, "is reality?"

To look at the darkness this world at times...

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...