Broken...(my hearts last cry)
The darkness surrounds me
since you've left
but im not scared
its quite comfronting
knowing theres no pain
I look in the mirror
But theres nothing there
just a person with no face...
And then i wake
and it sinks in
That your gone
and its all over
and it hurts
so i cry. i cry for you
and then in the silence
i hear it.........
its the sound of my heart breaking
An email from oneself
I sit here as i read you email
quite numb as tears fall from my eyes
From a little girl being raped to abuse
who had your fair share of monsters
I never cried so much like i did today
I coudn't see through all my tears
The pain stabbed me in the heart
As if some one came at me with a knife
You should have screamed for help
Your mother should have known
How could you lock all this away
didn't you even have a friend
well half way down your email
I heard of a baby and cried
Maybe that could have saved you
from trying to take your own life
But years from all that horror and pain
You have your little angels
and when life gets tough and hard
Just think of them and smile
No man is ever worth self torture
No matter what he does
So promise me Casey
as i wrote my final words
That if the pain of the past ever takes control
or a man hurts you in any way
You were look at those darling angels
and thank them in every special way
You're My NightSkye
My lips quiver; your words enter my soul
Your voice so gentle; though it has the power of no other
I long for you to be my own; for me to love..
You are the reason why i dream at night
Everyday, it feels like I will not continue unless I feel your loving embrace.
Though I have learned to go on; like a hermit with no sun.
Longing for the day that I feel your starlight upon me
Restoring me; giving me a reason to continue on...
Your gentle eyes look upon me and I tremble with passion.
Your soft, shimmering skin glows with comfort that I long to embrace.
Why must you deprive me of my passion?, of your love?
You are the missing element in my life.......You are my NightSkye filled of hopes and dreams
Wow your poems are sooo good....... I just don't really have the time to sit and write poems because I like to sketch.....
This is a poem I wrote when I was in grade 5 it's really cheezy!!!
Cold
There once was a bear who was old
Who didn't know how to fold
He coughed and sneezed
Laughed and Weezed
Because he hada cold!!!
She I just came across my poetry book from grade five..heres another
School
School Rocks
It's the best
But every week we have a math test
Well, maths my favourite subject you see
Now leave me alone
I have to go to a spelling bee!!!
Pretty Cheezy Eh?
its easy.............
heres goes right a cheesy poem as we speak................
I look at my screen and wonders if he feels the same way
wonders if he can hear my heart over his typing..
wonders if he runs his fingers along my screenname..
when we depart i wonder if he touches the screen to say goodbye
i wonders if a single falls everytime i say i love you......
I wonder if he sat here wondering
if i do any of this too..
mmmmm i wonder