I don't know if this really qualifies as a poem...
sometimes i just want to be anyone but me...

I hate the mornings when you're not here
I hate waking up without you near...

I desperately want to feel something
Something strong...

You're not alone
Read my words...

Been doing okay
There's times when it all comes back...

My eyes burn from the tears that I have cried
My Heart bleeds from the hurt I feel inside...

How can it be?
My writing is a blessing and a curse...

Ok this poem was written for a friend, I hope I...
THERES A HOLE IN MY CHEST...

(Saturday March 10, 2007)
How do you know...

I wait for no one who waits for me
i walk a line that no one can see...

(This is an older one I wrote when me and Billy...
you can't see the pain in my eyes...

...every word of this poem is true. My husband...
Just for one hour...