by
J.C.Caito
all work is copywrited
How do I reach inside myself, to find the strength I need,
Alone now with the children, that I have to care for and feed.
Little Charlie doesn't understand, why his mommy had to go,
He blames me and baby Josh, I just thought you should know.
Can we go on, how will we get past this trying time,
To hold on to my sanity, I'll try to make it rhyme.
I lay awake all night, tears streaming down my face,It's so very hard, though I know you're in a better place.
Are you really there, watching over us like you said,
So many memories, I can't even look at our bed.
Take care of our boys honey, and I'll try to hold on here,Help give me strength, to overcome my fear.
How I still love you, meer words can not explain,
There's an emptiness in my soul, as I cry a river of pain.
What happened to our dreams honey, where did we go wrong,
How I feel becomes unbearable, as the radio plays our song.
I remember how you caught me, like a cat might catch a mouse,
And how I look at your picture, the one we took by your house.
Yes, I still love you, and need you by my side,
In all this time apart, you don't know how much I've cried.
Cast out from society, innocent as I am,
To be with my love, I must have a plan.
An army will rise, from the hearts of the few,
Their vocie will be heard, they won't stop till they're through.
One man alone, can not hope to survive,
But with his army of few, he'll come out alive.
Love is the cause, in this nessecary war,
For those against him, he must settle the score.
With God as our allie, this army of rebles,
We'll guard our leader, so that nobody meddles.
We stand but a few, seeming so strong,
Is it a futal atempt, to write a great wrong.
Across the country, nowhere left to run,
An innocent man, forced to live with a gun.
From love, to war, his wounds now are to deep,
At last, this poor soldier can sleep.
Torn from his love, lying face down in a pond,
What they thought was over, only strengthened their bond.
The last fleeting thoughts, of that innocent man,
Was it all in vain, what happened to his plan.
A shattered young girl, now leader of them all,
She'd search out the enemy, that made her man fall.
A power they forgot, soaring higher than any dove,
She unleashed on them all, the power of love.
Welcome to my heart, there's plenty of room inside,
I've held it open just for you, a place where love can abide.
It's like a house made of glass, so fragile it may break,
But to have your love inside, is a chance that I must take.
In this house, I am Lord and master,
To go against me, would be sheer disater.
I'm the king of the castle, my kingdom is the yard,
Enter if you will, submission isn't hard.
I'm entitled to your earnings, you'll do the household chores,
When you take the trash out, be sure and shut the door.
Yes, I'm the king of my castle, I rule with an Iron fist,
Cross me if you dare, I'll add another chore to the list.
Am I crazy, have I gone insane, why does my mind tend to wander,
Of all things in life, I sit back and ponder.
Why do I get depressed, why do I laugh or cry,
Can you please, please tell me why.
Will I ever know the answers, or find inner peace,
Or the turmoil in my head, one day finally cease.
Am I crazy, have I gone insane, why does my mind tend to wander,
Of these things and more, I sit back and ponder.
Standing high atop a mountain, looking out across the land,
Preparing for battle, wizards staff in hand.
The kings army below him, awaiting first light,
Such power can he summon, though does it make it right.
Raising his staff high, he speaks the incantation,
Condeming the kings enemies, to eternall damnation.
At last he is finished, until the battle begins,
He says a small prayer, to forgive him his sins.
You go to the refridgerator, and open the door,
You haven't a clue, what you're looking for.
You know you're hungry, but there's nothing there,
You hear you're stomach rumble, and start to swear.
You give up looking, and go sit back down,
You then start to consider, going to town.
You go back to the refridgerator, and again open the door,
You still see nothing, like the three times before.
I sit and watch movies, I like action the best,
I'm a movie critic, come put me to the test.
I have my own ratings, two thumbs and two toes,
Those are for the best, as only the critic knows.