Hi, my name is liz. I am a kind hearted person, that loves to cheer people up. I have a great sence of humor, though you wont see much of it in my peotry. I love peotry and dancing, they are my two passions. I dont really know which i do better, but i love them both very much. I have a nice life, and am thankfull. My moto for my peotry is that my peoms are sad so i dont have to be, and when i happy i am not in the mood to write, unless something inspires me. Many things inspire me. i love the mysteries of outer space and the sea. They are completely different worlds that i would love to explore. I have been depressed and tired most of my life. But i try not to dwell on it. I usually listen to music or write a poem to raise my spirits. Music is another one of my passions. It goes hand in hand with dancing. See i cant sing well, according to others. So even though i still sing my best, I love to dance to express the feeling that music gives me. I also suffer from FMS which is a chronic pain syndrome that makes you hurt and tired every moment of every day. So yea i have been depressed and sad and tired of being tired and sad and depressed. I have been suicidal, but i have gotten a lot better. I still have bad times, and bad days where i just want to go hide in a hole and sleep till all the pain goes away. But i have a great sence of humor that keeps me going and gives me happiness that i need to get through the day. Poetry helps me intently because it helps me feel better about my ability and talent. It also helps explain what i go through because no else can know. I mean even with other people who have FMS, it is such a wierd undiscovered sickness that many people have different symptoms. So there are times in my life when i feel completely alone. But i also understand that even though i have to go threw this, that other people have it worse off, and i could never no how they feel, except for the feeling that no one truly understands. But i have found that there is nothing like a little music and dancing to cure a sad strike. So i try to happy most of time |
I see and always cry
I feel and always try...
My fate is sealed in ice, frozen without a care
I no longer breath for the sake of air...
You cant see it, so you don't believe
You say i am crazy and need to leave...
F ighting everyday just to live
I ncreasing level of pain...
S ad and alone
U nable to feel any joy...
Such beauty kept, her eyes yet hold
In thine arms, are wrap and fold...
You cant see it, so you don't believe
You say i am crazy and need to leave...
Because of One Single Boy
I still feel your warm sweet touch...
"You know its time to right some poetry when your thoughts start to rhyme." Elizabeth Forster |
Being happy is a choice that one makes when they wake up in the morning. |
Lock up your love, give it a code, keep it safe as a dove, and never let it go. |