I love to write. It is a way to express myself so that others can relate. I feel that people can read my poetry and understand it to a degree where they are helped in some way. |
No where to go, no place to call home;
Standing in a crowd, but standing all alone...
Sometimes I just don't understand
what happens to people, what happens to man...
Looking down, I don’t like what I see
I’m not the person that I think I should be...
Freedom from the fight,
that all to often glistens...
Darkness surrounded by the light that fights to...
Shining through every crack in hopes it soon will...
I finally found him.
That man that gives me butterflies...
Depths that can't be reached and stories that...
All the time that was lost filled with emotions...
Under the light from the stars and the moon.
I know that eternity will be ours soon...
One of these days, when the wind blows, you'll...
And one of these days, when the leaves fall...
Darkness surrounded by the light that fights to...
Shining through every crack in hopes it soon will...
Life is what you make it...so make it worth it! |
The devil on the shoulder tempts us but whether we listen to him or not is at our own discretion. |
The temptation of what we can not have leads us only to want it more. |