Today has been a day she wishes she
could forget ever even happened
A day when her friends seen to
feel as blue as she does
She feels as blue as a cloudless sky
Even someone as optimistic as she
tries to be can feel like running away
Oh God she sees nothing but gray
If she ran where could she go?
Would her heart let her forget the stabbing pain
that has made its home there for three long months
if only for a while?
Her lover’s arms are what feel like miles
beyond her reach
She knows he’d wrap her in his love
if only he could be in the same place she was
When she lays her head down tonight
She’ll pray that He gives her strength to
stay grounded and fight the urge to
run as far and as fast as she can
one day she hopes her heart
will be as light as it once was
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Friday, July 27, 2012
Summer Times
It’s hot as hell in the Florida sun in the summertime
So hot one can find themselves diving into a cool pool of
blue in a friend’s backyard or a bluish green ocean
on the shore of a white sandy beach
Just to get some relief from the beaming rays of sun
on hot summer days
Yet the heat brings back memories of Summer times of
great joy from her past
A past she wishes she could’ve frozen and
thawed out as life seems to be throwing curveballs at her right and left
Whenever she thinks of summer times she
sees a young carefree girl with dreams as vast as her imagination
A girl with no worries of what could or should be
when time seemed to do nothing but crawl and
two weeks felt like a lifetime
A girl just living in the what was from one moment to the next
As she sits here she can’t help but wonder if
there are still summer times of great joy left to be had
She’d give anything to be carefree once again
Thank God she has the summertime memories of her past to hold on to
For she knows it is these summertime memories that
may be part of the source of strength
she needs to make it through life from now on
So hot one can find themselves diving into a cool pool of
blue in a friend’s backyard or a bluish green ocean
on the shore of a white sandy beach
Just to get some relief from the beaming rays of sun
on hot summer days
Yet the heat brings back memories of Summer times of
great joy from her past
A past she wishes she could’ve frozen and
thawed out as life seems to be throwing curveballs at her right and left
Whenever she thinks of summer times she
sees a young carefree girl with dreams as vast as her imagination
A girl with no worries of what could or should be
when time seemed to do nothing but crawl and
two weeks felt like a lifetime
A girl just living in the what was from one moment to the next
As she sits here she can’t help but wonder if
there are still summer times of great joy left to be had
She’d give anything to be carefree once again
Thank God she has the summertime memories of her past to hold on to
For she knows it is these summertime memories that
may be part of the source of strength
she needs to make it through life from now on
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
I Wish I Could’ve Loved You
Dear Ex lover who shall remain nameless
Not because I'm ashamed of who you were but
I can admit the truth to myself now
The truth is oh sweet memory of my past
I'm ashamed of how I treated you
someone that loved me more then I deserved
You gave me your heart my dear
asking nothing but love in return
How could I have been so blind?
I wish I could've loved you
the way you loved me
I tried sweetheart I really did
You and I were young and well
I didn't even know what love was at the time
Yet no matter what I tried I couldn't make
my heart feel something it didn't
The love I once felt and still feel for you is like
the love between best friends
A love without end
I know this poem comes years too late and
the dreams you had of us lay broken at my feet
For all those broken dreams and
your broken heart I'm so sorry
I wish I could've loved you
the way you loved me
If you ever read this
I hope you find a girl who
can love you more than I could, and or did
Love, the girl who thinks of you
more often than you know
Not because I'm ashamed of who you were but
I can admit the truth to myself now
The truth is oh sweet memory of my past
I'm ashamed of how I treated you
someone that loved me more then I deserved
You gave me your heart my dear
asking nothing but love in return
How could I have been so blind?
I wish I could've loved you
the way you loved me
I tried sweetheart I really did
You and I were young and well
I didn't even know what love was at the time
Yet no matter what I tried I couldn't make
my heart feel something it didn't
The love I once felt and still feel for you is like
the love between best friends
A love without end
I know this poem comes years too late and
the dreams you had of us lay broken at my feet
For all those broken dreams and
your broken heart I'm so sorry
I wish I could've loved you
the way you loved me
If you ever read this
I hope you find a girl who
can love you more than I could, and or did
Love, the girl who thinks of you
more often than you know
Monday, July 16, 2012
Wishful Thinking
The darkness of night is fading
from a cool yet bright multicolored sky
Her nightmares of fear which
sometimes lead to tears are replaced
on this morning with sweet daydreams of him
The sweet daydreams of the man she loves
How does he do that?
How does he make her want to jump through the phone
giving him the “what for” one minute and
making her lose herself in these
sweet daydreams the next?
It's a little after eight now
She hears a key in her door and
still lost in her romantic daydream of him asks silently
Could it be my love?
When it isn't she thinks
damm it's only my wishful thinking!
from a cool yet bright multicolored sky
Her nightmares of fear which
sometimes lead to tears are replaced
on this morning with sweet daydreams of him
The sweet daydreams of the man she loves
How does he do that?
How does he make her want to jump through the phone
giving him the “what for” one minute and
making her lose herself in these
sweet daydreams the next?
It's a little after eight now
She hears a key in her door and
still lost in her romantic daydream of him asks silently
Could it be my love?
When it isn't she thinks
damm it's only my wishful thinking!
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Emotions On Fire
She smiles despite feeling like
she might explode into countless Pieces
Burning through a dark night that may never end
The screams in her head full of raw emotions fighting to be heard
Her emotions on fire at this very moment
can't seem to find her voice which would grant
them some much needed release
Why can't her loved ones take a little time out of
their so called busy lives to see where she's coming from?
She has taken time to listen to their tears fall, but
all they want is to hide from her
Ok that's fine they can hide
There's only one more thing they should know
Hiding causes emotions on fire instead,
this is a time she and her family need to
pill together as one
She hopes she'll be able to quiet
the screams in her head
Cooling the fire of her raw emotions
Then as she always does she'll pray
putting her emotions on fire in His hands
she might explode into countless Pieces
Burning through a dark night that may never end
The screams in her head full of raw emotions fighting to be heard
Her emotions on fire at this very moment
can't seem to find her voice which would grant
them some much needed release
Why can't her loved ones take a little time out of
their so called busy lives to see where she's coming from?
She has taken time to listen to their tears fall, but
all they want is to hide from her
Ok that's fine they can hide
There's only one more thing they should know
Hiding causes emotions on fire instead,
this is a time she and her family need to
pill together as one
She hopes she'll be able to quiet
the screams in her head
Cooling the fire of her raw emotions
Then as she always does she'll pray
putting her emotions on fire in His hands
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Well, It Could Be Worse
Her mom could've had no warning
that the lord may call her soon
leaving her family to ask
Why didn't we say this?
Why didn't we do that?
Now she has a chance to say the things she
wants her mom to know and ask
the questions she always wanted to
You best believe as soon as she and her mom
find the time she will pepper her with the questions
only a mom can answer
Well, it could be worse
Her mom might not have had the chance to
make memories that she and her loved ones
will hold close to their hearts for the rest of their lives
Memories she'll wrap herself in like a blanket
on a cold dark and lonely night
if God must call for her
Even though she admits she's asked
God more than once
Why my mom, why now
doesn't she deserve to have
many more years of happiness ?
Well, it could be worse
She could turn her back on her faith and
the lord she grew to love
Falling into a darkness she sank into before
The truth is He was there when she needed Him and
He brought her into the light
She knows He'll be there when she needs Him again
She hopes this poem will show all its readers
no matter what you're going through
There's always someone who isn't as
fortunate as you
So, before your spirit falls to low
just say well, it could be worse
that the lord may call her soon
leaving her family to ask
Why didn't we say this?
Why didn't we do that?
Now she has a chance to say the things she
wants her mom to know and ask
the questions she always wanted to
You best believe as soon as she and her mom
find the time she will pepper her with the questions
only a mom can answer
Well, it could be worse
Her mom might not have had the chance to
make memories that she and her loved ones
will hold close to their hearts for the rest of their lives
Memories she'll wrap herself in like a blanket
on a cold dark and lonely night
if God must call for her
Even though she admits she's asked
God more than once
Why my mom, why now
doesn't she deserve to have
many more years of happiness ?
Well, it could be worse
She could turn her back on her faith and
the lord she grew to love
Falling into a darkness she sank into before
The truth is He was there when she needed Him and
He brought her into the light
She knows He'll be there when she needs Him again
She hopes this poem will show all its readers
no matter what you're going through
There's always someone who isn't as
fortunate as you
So, before your spirit falls to low
just say well, it could be worse
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Beautiful Man
You are a beautiful man without a doubt
The kind of man yes even with flaws
who she'd still like to believe is her perfect complement
She even finds herself believing you
hung the moon just for her
in her late night better than ice cream kind of dreams
Your smile makes her heart leap out of her chest
Baby you had her heart from the first time she saw you
in the wake of your seven year absence
The only thing she wonders is where has your sense of romance gone?
She writes of a love that you say still burns red hot, but
you haven't done anything to prove it
Now when she talks of you sadness pulls at her heartstrings
All she's ever asked you is to be there
Well' where are you?
Her life isn't easy and no one ever said it would be
She wishes as you say everything will be okay
This isn't high school hun
where the worst thing was a bad grade
they call it real life
She will love you and be there like
she promised she would be
If you want more you must give more
That beautiful man is
the way it has to be
The kind of man yes even with flaws
who she'd still like to believe is her perfect complement
She even finds herself believing you
hung the moon just for her
in her late night better than ice cream kind of dreams
Your smile makes her heart leap out of her chest
Baby you had her heart from the first time she saw you
in the wake of your seven year absence
The only thing she wonders is where has your sense of romance gone?
She writes of a love that you say still burns red hot, but
you haven't done anything to prove it
Now when she talks of you sadness pulls at her heartstrings
All she's ever asked you is to be there
Well' where are you?
Her life isn't easy and no one ever said it would be
She wishes as you say everything will be okay
This isn't high school hun
where the worst thing was a bad grade
they call it real life
She will love you and be there like
she promised she would be
If you want more you must give more
That beautiful man is
the way it has to be
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