You say your a friend,
but stab me in the back.
Your nice to my face,
but gossip without tact.
You say your hear to help,
but bad mouth what I do.
You say you need assistance,
but tell me what to do.
You take the credit,
when its not yours to take.
You make yourself look good,
just to get praise.
Youput people down,
they their no good.
When its yoruself your coering up,
yourself that's done wrong.
What kind of person,
can't keep whats said sound.
What kind of person
goes tattling around.
While your debating the question,
I have one more for you.
Considering yourself,
what kind of person are you?
Yelling in my face,
can't hear myself think.
Smacking me around,
and knocking me down.
Putting me in my place,
is that what this is about?
Can't you be a man
without beating me down.
Asking me whats going on,
instead of hitting me around.
I won't take it no more,
Im walking out the door.
Not taking you back,
you're nothin but a rat.
Don't follow me around,
don't leave messages either.
I may have been scared of you,
but I can't afford to live in fear.
Im my own person,
and Im free.
Free to be Me.
Published Spring 2004
Whispering sweet nothings in my ear,
soft and gentle so only I can hear.
Saying the things I long to know,
making my whole world light up and glow.
Thinking to myself, how was I to know?
The happiness I've found just seems to grow.
Each and every day I'm glad to say,
You're mine to love, your here to stay.
Hold me close to your heart,
never let us be far apart.
If one of us should go away,
know that inmy heart you'll always stay.
written 9/17/03
To love is selfless,
To be loved is divine.
Nothing else in the world,
Is so very fine.
Mortals feed on love alone.
Like ambrosia feeds the gods
Love feeds our souls.
Giving yourself completely with ease,
Asking nothing in return, that�s the key.
And when the emotion is returned,
In the exact same way,
That�s when you know,
You�ve found your soul mate.
Written 12/07/03
Sitting by the fire
curled up next to you.
Getting kinda tired
but loving the feel of you
A simple touch
a loving kiss
a few words
to express all this.
My thoughts are mine
to share if I please.
Thinking of this,
makes me smile with glee.
I glance at you,
you smile at me.
Safe I feel
I go to sleep.
In dreamland I am,
when I feel you touch my hand.
You pick me up and,
carefully put me to bed.
I smile to myself,
and snuggle up to you.
I hear you whisper to me
as I drift off to sleep,
"Sleep well my princess,
I'll keep you safe from harm,
Good night my sweet,
till the morning dawns.
I love you my darling,
just thought you should know."
written 12/26/01
Looking in the mirror,
tell me what you see.
Do you see yourself,
as other people see?
Do you see beyond the image,
that looks back at you?
Or do you see the flaws you have,
expanded times two?
Look through others eyes,
see the person beyond the mirror.
Look at who you are inside,
for looks can be deceptive.
For to love yourself flaws and all,
means to look past the image.
See the true beauty inside your eyes.
Your heart and soul's reflection.
Written 6/1/04
Published 2005
I look at your pictures, and the letters your wrote.
I think to myself where did our love go,
I thought together our love was so strong.
I thought together, we could do no wrong.
What made you leave,
without a word to me?
What made you leave,
Please tell me, please.
I thought we were good,
I thought we were fine,
Till i came home one night,
and you left at the drop of a dime.
Were you tired of me?
Were you unsatisfied?
Did I make you mad?
Please tell me why.
Tell me why you left that night,
tell me why you never looked back.
Tell me why you never said,
what it was we lacked.
written 9/18/03 Published Spring 2004
The pain I live in continues to grow.
The suffering I feel, you need to know.
To scared to tell what i know right now,
for i need to accept it someway, somehow.
The time has come, you need to see
just how much this is affecting me
i look just fine, but you can't see,
just what inside is hurting me.
I have my days when I'm like the old me,
other days please hold on to me.
The misory I feel clings on to my brain,
and I think to myself, how to make it end.
The sickness I'm living with day to day,
is not something that will blow away.
Its long time running, for the rest of my life,
unless of course a cure unwinds.
Please don't judge my health by the way I look,
they say never judge a cover by the book.
I look for strength to keep living every day,
Taking things as they come my way.
Love and support of family and friends,
will stay with me forever till the end.
And if that day shall ever come,
I know that I fought to stay forever young.
Written 1/7/04
