Poems 2007

As I Lie

As i lie the reality of my life sweeps around me.
What is my future? Where have the days gone?
I am so utterly alone and fear I will find nothing to grasp.
Nothing to hold tight to while this nightmare washes over me.
Is this reality or imaginary?
Am I really this defeated or is the wisper in the wind a reminder of my thoughts?
Where can I find my life again?

A Bird

If I were a bird would you teach me how to fly if I broke a wing?

The World

The word spins, round and round
And yet....I stand still
Unmoved by the colorful scheme.
The different colors combined to make one thing
DISASTER
Disaster combinded with distruction will soon penitrate the only wall of hope.
Once moved I will no longer be able to stand.
I will have to lean apon people I hate the most,
The people who created disaster.

To Feel Again

I just kind of feel empty.
All the anger, hate, frusteration...
its all turned to emptyness.
I am unable to feel secure or loved because of whats happened
And I, don't understand.
at all.

I wish I was able to feel again,
really FEEL again.

Someone hug me until i start to
CRY.

Romances

The blue sky threatens existance,
For I am unwillign to believe,
that this great abundence of love
was for me to percieve.

I believe in the great big picture,
The one of love, and faith, and hope.
The fairy tales and the mixture,
Was all a great big soap.

Mr Darcy, stern but fake.
The beat and beauty all alone.
Cinderella for the take.
the disney world of cilicone.

For life was not bound up this way.
Each breathe we take, we need to pay.
Life's not romances,
For it is true.
Becuase I was never,
Made for you.

You Inspire Me

"You inspire me!"
I am doomed to failure,
living up to what i so solely lack,
breaking back for just a pack of lies i spread each day.

I told you no,
your bad enough
to bring me to my grave.
And yet i stand,
willign to believe and desprate to,
just know that i am saved.

Saved not from the lies,
not from the cheats.
But words and haunty glances,
evil stares
that just tell me
"your not wanted...."

And then you breath those words,
"you inspire me!"
and i think,
just maybe this day will be on day I break apone those words,
will and able to believe.

You Are

Please tell me,
tell me what you've kept quite all these years.
Tell me what I want to hear
or what i don't.
tell me.
I wnat to be there for you.

You are not insignificant.
You are precious.
Whatever your heart pleads,
I am ehre.
You are not a lot cause,
Please tell me what you've kept quiet all these years.

The Voice

Her voice is barely audible above the wind.
She speaks for all those who have lost their voice.
Who have cried in the middle of the night,
not to be heard.
She speaks for those who are sorry,
those who have been forgiven but cannot forgive themselves.
She speaks.

A Tune

He hears you cry,
When all you want to do is sigh,
And say.
I want you,
I need you.
Somewhere around the corner of the world,
your waiting for me.

Forgiven

He calls,
To everyone's amazement, she comes.
Slowly, with dread lining her broken expression.
She comes.

His arms open, he walks towards her.
Surprised, she steps into his embrace.
The hurt that makes her hesitate
is drowned out, by the strong faith holding them together.

She never though, it was plausiable,
to be forgiven,
for the wrongs she commited.
She never though, she could erase,
the thing that lowered her so needed respect.

Her depts are payed,
She is forgiven.
There is not longer,
a price to be payed.

DON'T YOU HATE IT!

She is made whole,
by the one she thought she could live without.
She desired to forget,
the way she felt.

She Is So Afraid

She is so afriad.
Afraid of life and yet afraid of death.
She is so afraid,
Afraid of herself, her friends, her family.
So afraid to tell the way she feels.
She's afraid of possibilities,
Afraid of god and yet afraid of the possiblity of no God.
Afraid of change and afraid to love.
She is afraid of hope and a future but afraid to have none at all.
She is afraid of words and afraid of slience.
She is so deathly afraid LOVE,
to tell why and who she loves.
She, is afraid of fear.
She's afraid of being afraid and yet she fears.
Will her fears take over, or will they sit drowning her while she stays silent.
To talk would be wonderful,
but she is so afraid.