HORRIBLE HORRIBLE DAY TURNED TRAGIC
just don't think it can get any worse oh i know it could but just seems like it can't
real tears
all the same??????????
Solitude
For all lonely souls
who rescues the angels
The streets are all dark an angel falls to the ground nobodys there she doesnt make any sound no one will hear her tears falling down she is just an angel that has fallen to the ground Who rescues the angels that walk on this earth who ev
Fall from Grace
On angels wings I use to Soar I dont anymore Overwhelming aching sorrow No moon shall shine tomorrow The spell was cast upon the right stone A kingdom set with you upon the throne A different place a forgotten past A life of promise meant to
In defiance .,I refuse to give this a name.
I wrote this poem to describe my frustration with the governmental system if you will;of this great country in which I live and of the world as a whole. We are born;given a number;assessed on how much we will earn in our lifetime;then the central bank takes a loan out against the figure and we are forced to pay it back through the federal income tax;of which not one penny goes to run the country. Therefore at a time of my own personal trials and tribulations of which I give thanks;for the fact that suffering stretches your tolerance levels and teaches you and makes you stronger;in this time as at many times before not being able to see the end in sight and feeling frustrated and hopeless I wrote these words.
Too Impossible to Name This Poem
I just saw Sophie's Choice, or at least, most of it, and I'm a big fan of history and especially wars. The where, the why, the irony of it, and the struggle of survival during and after it's wake. I've also read Ann Franks' diary at least twice and am amazed at her tenacity. So, in dedication to those who survived, or didn't, in those camps during WW2, I wrote this, in thinking that the torture they were put through, well, death seems like the better option. At least, there would be peace. Yep, a very dramatic poem.
Dark Road To Light
Traveling this road To a place Ive never seen You wont come with me surely You havent got the time Darkness waits ahead Behind the light waits open armed Its time to make this journey Time to heal the scars The rain pours down softly It
Once Mapped
Sometimes I go inside myself And shut out all thats real All these years of sorrow Were never part of the deal Existing in an intolerable world Its hard to not feel trapped I remember innocence In a world once so well mapped
Jesse
My dog passed away this morning. This is for her.
what difference a year makes
why do we keep failing our world
I Think It's Time
I Think It's Time Do you know who this is? Not the person that you'd expected, after all these years that has gone by, never question you, and now I think it's time, never really knew why you said good-bye, just knew you wanted me out of your life,
Where Do I Fit
Down a dirt road, I ride Trying to forget and clear my mind But thoughts are not easy to fade When I remember you say That I am nothing And you want something More than I can give Why do I even live You want someone like me You just don't wa
Good girl gone bad
sorry if this offends anyone but this is me! seriously! me! all i've ever known. i grew up so confused.
Last Wish
true life
All Alone
one of my favorite pieces. had to repost this also an older poem I wrote.
Hard To Say
will we ever learn
MY WISH..A.R.R..
DEDICATED TO THOSE THAT ARE TROUBLED..
Hurting you, hurting me
What treachery it is To draw your love close to me Magnifying my horror This masochist burden of guilt Which sets my world aright In sudden bursts of catatonia In corners, hidden, grieving Us, we, both
Unspoken
Not about a past relationship, just a release for me to put down in words. More a sadness, due to lack of respect.
Rose i am
mending a broken heart
Dissillusionment of Extrodinary
Letting go
Difficult I am
I use to be this person it took me along time to teach myself to give affection accept and trust affection. It took the birth of my son to make me force myself to learn it. I love him and I had to ask my self constantly everyday have you hugged your child today and even now 19 years later I still ask myself the same question as a reminder to show affection. As i love my children and they deserve such affection. I was determined to not let my childhood traumas affect there lives.
PURE ? ?
For everyone thought you were so pure your name name said it was true. Yet that was not the way with you. Revenge has set in and that is the sin. The love you could not have had made you go so bad. For now your goal was to get back a
Would you just stand there and let me be?
I mean no harm and yet been found, Guilty of crimes when I am nice, I Dont want to be nice anymore, Putting up and getting trash. Who am I trying to impress? You,she,or him ,it is anybody guess! When you are like me all alone, I ask each of
Take a look in the mirror
For anyone who keeps hoping the day will be different that tomorrow he will be better.
today
Today I draw myself That was not easy ' Today I washed away my tears It slowly kills me Today I hurt myself. It hurts less than You do it Today I dont smile It is easier people help people.
What happend to Lorii?
What happend to you Lorii? you've changed. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< NO I HAVENT v.v
Funny To See You Again.
Ignorance on a smart kick, telling the the ignorant but they seem to get pissed. Hate to be the one to sit back and just watch, but have doing so I'm feeling a new touch. Is karma breathing is it alive!!!???? If karma isn't responding then s
TIME
just thinking
JOHNS PRAYER
the words for me say it all............i would like to thank evey one for there comments .john
Someday
It took me many years to learn that I had to stop trying so hard to make others happy and make myself happy first or I would never be home.
The Prisoner
nothing to say
Hearts Tear
Do we not all sometimes?
The Tribute To Jennifer
This was my last written poem for 2012, it is a tragic poem of what happens to people when they do the wrong thing. please accept this offering. "The Tribute To Jennifer"
Between The Lines
Here I go, at it again, but next time who knows when? And this one could be the last of all, with all the things I can do, none more important than when I do them for you, to do my best is my test, something I think I have failed again, to many thoug
Ghost Story
My first written poem for the new year 2013, it starts with a journey into the supernatural world with...."Ghost Story", set in eerie Scotland around Halloween time.
Loneliness.
Alone
Flames Through An Open Door.
Her ghost returning for a few hours or what ever meaning you get from the words...
Waiting For The Meeting.
online communication
The Conversation That Never Began
From a distance I saw her As she came closer I only said hello We had met by chance once before Long long ago This time is no different Is it a trance or a spell And tomorrow what I remember Of a story I try to tell Our eyes meet the sa