I have thought up many ways
On how you and I can be...

With every second that passes
I start feeling more and more for you...

You snuggle together whispering
Sweet nothings to his ear...

I've gone through it
Not one, not twice...

Looking up to the sky
I hear myself ask why...

This is another old poem...it ain't that good but...
It's been years...

Who am I ?
What am I here for...

Today I spill my secrets
All over this bloodied ground...

Roses are red
The sky is blue...

Its been years since that night
So long ago now, so far away...

I have seen so much death
So many lives cut too short...

This poem is dedicated to my baby
Jayleen, my little girl...