| Into The Light After you left, I was never the same Every day I trudged through life, And hung my head in shame. Day by day I sunk into that hole, My life had no meaning, And time was worthless to my soul. For as long as I can remember, I laid alone and cried, My heart was a dying ember. From life to hollow death, Everyday I told myself, "I breathe a wasted breath." The sun did not shine on me, For he had no reason, I was blind, I could not see. I was scared and all alone, Everyday was the same, I was dying, it was known. Though happiness seemed out of sight, The Lord showed me the way, Only I could step into the light. L. Boykin |
| So little time spent together, And I know I shall never see you again, That hurts more than anything. I shall never laugh at your comments, Nor look into those dark brown pools, Or watch your graceful, skilled hands as they work. I shall never again feel your eyes on me, Nor blush wondering what it is you see, While I stare into space hoping you'll never notice. I could never tell you how I feel, I just sit and wonder what you feel for me, As the seconds tick away, Every second closer to the time we must part. Others try to tell me what is in your heart, But I need to hear it from you, For I am human, it's hard to believe. How is it we've been sitting here this long And you never once let me know, You we never one to let your emotions show. I know you, But long to know you better, Yet I do nothing but sit and wait, For fear has seized my heart, I fear that you will laugh, Worse yet turn away. Too scared to risk humiliation, I remain alone, Wishing for the day you will be mine will come. L. Boykin |
| I wake, Intent to think nothing of you, An d I fail. So many times, I am a failure, It hurts to wake at morning. I drudge trough my day, I want never to think of you But I fail, Your face shows everywhere. A hundred times a day, I am a failure, I cry when I think of day. Midnight, the stars are here, But you are gone, And I sleep only with lonliness. Intent to never dream of you, But you come to me in my dreams, And I fail, So many times, I am a failure, It hurts to even sleep. I live my life, Always thinking of you, Living in shame, in pain, I am a failure. Failing to keep you here, Failing to drown your memory. It hurts to breathe, It hurts to live, But for death, I will not fail. L. Boykin |
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| With graceful, artist hands And deep, dark pools of wisdom, You make me forget The boy who easily claimed my heart. Your face, smooth and dark, With a hint of humor Flashing in your eyes, You make me forget How deeply my past can haunt me. With every glance my way, You take small pieces of my heart, You make me want to touch your face, And hold your hands to mine. You, sitting next to me, Makes me remember The touch, the smell, and the sight of love. L. Boykin |
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| What was it that attracted me to you, Steve? Was it that sarcastic humor, your talent, or was it those dark brown eyes. Maybe it was all of those things. But those days are gone. You'll always be my sculpture buddy! Oh! By the way, hope u don't mind that I jacked this from your site, lol I didn't have a pic of you and i wanted one. |