You sometimes write with such passion
Or with the idea of having fun
I love our time to talk
Out of the world around us we are locked
You bring a smile ot my face when I am down
Around you, I never frown
Just talking to you means a lot
It's not like I'm just one among the lot
You never cease to amaze me
Especailly when you are being funny
You alwalys seem to touch my heart
From you, I hope to never part
--Michelle
June 2001
I am bored outside my mind
I'm trying hard to find
a thought inside my head
but now, today, instead
Not a thing to contemplate
this feeling I'm really starting to hate
This is really wierd
Nothing I've ever before feared
Usually thoughts are swimming 'round
now not one have I found
I usually pray for my thoughts to quit
I search and fidgeting as I sit
Because nothing comes to me
maybe I'm finally free...
--Michelle
May 2003
I'm tired of the hurting
I'm tired of the pain
I've got nothing to lose
And everything to gain
My head is swirling
Lost in deep thought
What's happening?
I feel so distraught
Why can't for, just once
Something go right
Instead of always bad
Causing a nasty fight
Then maybe I
wouldn't feel the hurt
of being treated
like a mound of dirt
--Michelle
June 2003
Ominous clouds
Come into view
In Kansas
This is nothing new
Strong winds
Start to blow
I sit to watch
The nature show
Torrential rains
Fall to the ground
Thunder rumbles;
The only sound
Lightning flashes
Really bright
It's all
An awesome sight
--Michelle
June 2003
Ever so strong and always there
I know that she will forever care
There when I need her the most
Such a greatful person and host
She lets me come stay the weekend with her
We hang out and slow life's blur
We have a the greatest time
Our time together is sublime
She wants a family and works real hard
She can even be a card
I love my sister with all my heart
My greatest friend from the start
--Michelle
June 2003
An old wound becomes fresh again
When bad memories rush in
Why this dagger in my back
Continuing this aweful attack
I tried to make it up to her
now, my thoughts: just a blur
She chooses not to forgive me
Instead to keep me in this misery
It just goes to show
not everyone can let go
--Michelle
Augusta 2003
