The Things I Write

"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart."William Woodsworth.

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I prefer to live my life with the windows down and the radio up,with sunglasses on and shoes off and surrounded by people who make me laugh,'for i dearly love to laugh'

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Tears trickle down my face.
I try to stifle my sobs, but its no use.
So many helpless children; inflicted by the wrongs of others.
Many already chosen to throw their live away with alcohol, drugs, sex.
The thought of these young, lost souls makes my heart ache.
I wipe the tears from my eyes with a solid resolve,
I'll love them.
(written July 16, 2002)
One simple prayer changed my life for eternity.
Wherever I go, you lead me on.
I was so lost and so weak
With a few words my soul and spirit strengthened.
An inner peace sought my heart and settled.
Life is so serene and it's because You are near.
A sigh of relief escaped my once wrenched lips.
You lift my heavy burdens and all my pain.
Now I smile when I feel you here.
Nothing goes wrong with in your presence,
Within Your embrace I am safe.
This is where I belong, I belong with you
(written July 13, 2002)
I get to a point where I can't cry yourself to sleep anymore.
The tears won't flow because the sea is dry.
My body aches but my soul is numb.
One more spear through my heart and it will all be over
My heart bleeds and my mind can't believe,
but these tears just will not come.
My pillow cannot take another drop,
My body cannot take one more sob.
People wonder why I am not so happy.
I wonder why I can't cry.
(written N/A)
The last moonbeam ascends back to the heavens.
Th enavy blue sky is caressed by hesitant sunrays.
The few remaining stars winkle a faint good-bye before drowning in sunshine.
Like a performer on centerstage, the water droplets shimmer under the new sun.
A feathered friends opens his beak and spreads the word,
The morn has come!
The sun makes his anticpated entrance.
Exubriantly her awakens life.
His warm embrace captures the youthful day,
And once again life has started.
(written N/A)
As I think back to the last time we talked
I begint to smile at the incredible things you've said.
When I think back to the last time we touched.
My heart begins to beat wildly yearning for one more embrace.
When all things fall into place within my heart,
And i've put each piece together
I just want to be with you.
(written N/A)
Take a deep breath.
Close your eyes.
Search your soul.
Smile at the rejected.
Embrace the lonesome.
Let yourself be happy.
Wash the clothes.
Take out the trash.
Cleanse your heart.
Watch the clouds change.
Make a wish ona falling star.
Decipher your dreams.
Cut your hair
Buy new clothes.
Be who you are.
Look in the mirror
Smile at what you see.
Realize this is who you were meant to be.
(written October 29, 2003)
Please Don't pretend that you now me, or even that you care
Everytime I needed you, you were never there.
(written N/A)
I lay back on the lush cool green grass,
I feel a cool autumn breeze kiss my skin.
Above me are millions of pearls embedded in velvet.
A sigh escapes my peach lips.
A feeling settles over me.
This is...Serene
(written N/A)

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