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(all poems are original, no stealing!)
So many things I have gotten past,
Now it is time to make a real change.
For those who helped me edit,
I will show much gratitude.
For those who made my story so interesting,
I seem to wonder why they are so.
For those who gave me ideas,
I do not think you know how much I appreciate.
For those I love,
I hope you will not turn away.
For those of you still longing to love,
I cannot help but spend the time with you.
For those who agreed my life is hell,
I scorn you, for many reasons.
The reason my life is great is beacause of all
Of the people I just mentioned.
You may not know it, but all of you are wonderful.
I do not think I could live without you guys!
Thoughts racing through my mind,
Anxiety taking over my body.
Those two combined causing falters.
That one last piece,
Now suddenly missing.
Not knowing is wounding my soul,
Leaving me a broken heart.
Is this meant to be?
It used to seem too good to be true,
I am hoping I am wrong.
Too much in me,
About to let go,
Holding ever-so tightly...
Catch me, I am falling!
Why must I be back at step one?
Everything I once knew, taken away.
I knew what i wanted but
I cannot believe how much is gone.
The little part discarded,
Nothing else has been revived.
It is like my life, my body, my soul
Has been taken and stomped on.
No words can express this thing,
My ways...too shy,
If only I could find the words,
The right words to express...
Yet I know who I am but,
I do not know what i want,
What I want for ME!
What do I deserve?
Why must I be back at step one?
The walls were once full of uncertainty.
Now that she came into them,
They are beginning to crumble down.
I cannot even see the ground.
Those things that once were mysteries,
Are beginning to come out.
I know how I feel with all of my heart,
Now I am wondering if this is it.
I am about to tumble into this world,
This world of hope, tat comes with
Loving her forever and ever.
I wouldn't mind it at all,
Actually, I prefer it.
Because after all, I am truly happy.
My soul is calling out, tripping me.
As I descend, I become all the more anxious
To live in this world would give me greatness.
This world of hope, forever.