POETRY --  WRITTEN BY  BILLIE-LEE

 

True love

  I want to hold you in my arms

I want to hold you all night long

Feel your arms around me

A grip so gentle and strong

I want to run my fingers through your hair

And have you run yours through mine

Everyday I learn from you

Your charms and talents shine

You have never acted to me in a manner I disliked

And knowing I will see you soon fills my heart up with excite

I wish we could be together

I really fucking do

I have never in my life met someone as beautiful as you

You make my skin tingle, and my whole body shakes

Yet I know we can’t be together, and that makes my heart brake

I love you more then anyone I have ever loved before

But you will never feel the same way

I have been stripped from all my hope, right down to the core

No matter how long I have to wait, you will always be the one that I meaningfully adore                                   

                                 

Un-fatal death

Sand in her eyes, she cant see

Salty water in her throat she can’t breathe

She’s moving her limbs around not getting anywhere

Struggling all around but the people near don’t seem to care

She’s floating further away from everything

But that’s what she wanted

Her life was so disgusting

And her world so haunted

No one understood her, she doesn’t know why

But there’s one thing she wanted to do before she died

It was to fly…so high

She jumped off the pia

To her watery grave below

Her body was trembling of fear

But she no longer wanted to grow

She sank below the water top while it slowly turned to black

She had seconds thoughts of dying but it was too late to go back

Her eyes rolled into her head and her stomach was pumped of breath

She couldn’t breathe and that caned of pain

She waited for her un-fatal death

 

 

Dad

I stare at the picture of my dad, hanging on the wall

I push him down stairs and watch him fall

My dad dies once and then again

I stare and laugh seeing my dad in so much pain

I’m glad to know he could hurt at all

As I stare at the picture of my dad…hanging on the wall

                                                                                                                                                                        

 

Good luck

I prayed so many times that good luck would come my way

Every single night and every fucking day

My life is stuck on pension, bills, single mother hooked on pills

My dad left before I was born he says he’s not ready for kids

But no normal happy motherfucker could guess what he next did

Went out and found a chick had more children of his or her own

Now it wasn’t till a later time he decided to pick up the phone

Ring me up and wish my happy birthday for seven fuckin years without him I had grown

Did he think I knew who it was? No, not a single fuckin thing about him I had ever known

The man I had been living with, the one I called my dad

I didn’t even share his blood

My life went bad to sad

I have now been fighting with my family for years

 Every minute of the day

I must be developing depression I can’t contain my tears

No one senses my pain

Why I continue living? I don’t know why

I can’t stand anyone; I feel I need to die

I really want to know why so many times I have begged

Nothing good has helped us out

I’m failing everything repeating in my head

Don’t tell me what its all about

I already fuckin know

The world is out to get us and that’s all I have been shown

So if that’s the kind of shit I receive

Then that’s what I BELIEVE!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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