13 January 2010

Pieces of the Puzzle

When life is scattered
The pieces of the puzzle are a way to start anew
Life’s being put back together
And bad memories are forgotten too

With each piece I’m recovering in an aftershock
I know it’s for the better, and I like it a lot
But, there are a couple pieces that don’t exactly fit
You see, each piece is like a cherished memory
And each memory might be perfect and few might be corrupted
But, why bother when life was so destructive?

But after a while – I find new pieces that fit just right
And that makes me realize everything is now alright
So, with these new pieces I create a better picture – fresh; bright and new
And those cherished memories are fun to share too
So, those pieces of the puzzle are really a way to start anew

16 December 2009

there Under the water fall we stand

Misty sprinkles of water touches your skin,enought to give you chills and goose bumps.like you and a lone night, carfally opening a window for a breeze. there under the water fall, were water streams down then drops. standing with a dot....... the hole was once a dot and the dot became a hole.

14 December 2009

Just A Dream...

When is a dream – just a dream?
When you see reality, you’re normally awake
But in a dream nothing is really at stake
Only when you’re awake

Sometimes in reality, you see things from your dreams
Putting the clues together - what does it really mean?
You test what’s in front of you by blinking your eyes
And sometimes what you see is really a surprise

A dream is a sanctuary, and reality is reality
Just believe what you see and seek peace
Between the two worlds that never cease

11 December 2009

Why does she love him

She wakes up from being so alarmed, her eyes flutter rapidly
as she tries to remeber how this happened.
Was it the sex? No couldnt be because they didnt do it yet
Wait! It was the ride! Maybe cause that day he looked in her eyes
I think she thinks it was the talks
All night long, filled with laughters, hugs, and cries
When he hugged her thats when he started the fire. The touch was so simple
and calming. He rubbed her back as if to calm her
She didnt stop. She liked the tingly yet fearful feeling
What are you doing? Was playing in her freashly wrapped head
He laid her down with so much love she didnt care
if anything leaked in the air
She felt so bad because she was begining to love him
but he was still in love
Nothing could stop them from that day on
Everyday her love for him grew more and more
causeing her heart to break more and more
Why dont you love me like i love you?
She asks herself and him
What makes my love different from yours?
Good questions, but he knows his own answer
He's like an addiction
spreading through her like a wild fire in a dry field
Ok take a breather
Nope hes still on her mind
I love him so much i want him to be mine.

18 November 2009

The Wait Is Not Over

The torture is heavy, I can see it in your eyes
"Time is nothing but pain in disguise"
I want the waiting to be done
and all I scheme is a plan to run
How can we be here, just sitting?
When everyone's out there, you've got to be kidding!
These moments, these whiles
are continuous in a pattern of tiles
A never ending kitchen floor
is what we're living behind this rotten door
Open it, just open it please!
The thoughts in my mind, they will never sieze
The light has faded and hushed
The dark has left it crushed
We sit here and wait...and wait
for something so unreal, for something so late

07 November 2009

LOVE MELODY:

A tone lets feelings take its place.
In a space were our hearts start to race.

Drifting with waves as emotions pass.
Laying with a sheet, on leveled grass.

Take off with the beat, in a surprising way.
To introduce the fact that i like to play.

seen in the moon beam, taking up space.
finding use for a girdle,on time,in place.

Like skipping a stone, when skin to the bone.
An arch of the back, deserves a smack.

hearing the tone, of a loud moan.

On the top of a hill top, were the sky descends.
ower love is ever lasting because it never ends.

05 November 2009

midnight love

Midnight falls, like a blanket, cooling the heat of our love
Midnight love, dark, unexpected
Our passion, consummed us, made us one, like the moon in the night sky
The full moon, a perfect circle, our love completing the cycle
The stars in the sky, shine like the hopes and dreams of our life together
Midnight skies, the full moon, the stars
I see us reflected in them
The darness that surrounds the night, yet the light from the moon that lights it
What we’ve had to overcome, what we have become
We became one, a full circle, the fairy tale dancing around, in the dreams of almost every little girl
All in the Midst of our midnight love

A day to mind

I'm hear today because I'm dying...

my heart have rusted from being out to long.

standing in the rain just to hide my tears.
I'm not going to see my brother again.....
shot on the spot.

mom s dead and my dads a crack......
...

Average with a fake smile. why do people stare at me dad? is it wrong to stare back?so how do i look dad? why don't you say something?

I cant wait to pray to mom about my grades tonight.

I PRAY:
mom i miss you so much. when are you coming home. I'm cracking mom. i don't know if i can keep it together. come back.........

Another added to my wish list.
I pray a prayer and never an answer... leaving me in a bundle of crumbles.

They look and people talk, like the screech of chock.

do i know if i matter, when you sit as i shatter. my brother dies and no one taught me how to live with it.
so it molds and leaves a mark on my heart.

As i dream, my days go black...

I'm drowning in a wave as you go with the shore line. looking up at the bottom when The pressures on me.were its to black to see. feeling like a spare.

I whisper at you.
what i care, if you wouldn't care, if i did care.

where is my father figure,mother and brother i pray as i make it through my day.