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In Her Eyes

Looking into her eyes.

I feel so safe.

For once I am complete.

Life seems so much better with her

in it.

She is the air I breathe

in so many ways.

Pureness.

I love her.

I look into those beautiful eyes

and I believe in us.

Our future can be so real.

We give effort at succeeding

but never loving.

It just comes so damn natural to us.

We have something real.

Those eyes see me for me.

They dont judge.

They look with so much love in them.

I come undone.

I become dreamy.

In your eyes I get so lost.

Everytime our eyes meet

its like the first time

all over again.

All I need is to be

the man I am in your eyes.

You see the real me.

The softness of my heart.

You love it.

I am safe with you.

I am complete with you.

You are my all.

Copyright © Jerimyah Horstman | Year Posted 2007



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The Time To Find Myself

My life is sometimes an obstacle

waiting for me to overcome.

All I need is to believe in myself

and then it can be done.

 

Its hard sometimes because of the past

but Im beginning to learn to let go.

Its hard to heal what has been broke 

but when it happens, I'll begin to grow.

 

I want whats best for me and my life.

I dont want to take the fall.

I want to love with whats left of my heart

but I must first break down that wall.

 

I built a wall inside of me 

to keep my feelings safe again.

But heres the truth, since Ive had that wall

Ive let noone in but friends.

 

Its kept me from loving myself I believe.

I use to be so full of life.

But because of the hurt that I live with each day

my life just has not turned out right.

 

It is so up to me to break myself free

and let go of this pain.

I need to be loved. I need to be hugged.

Each and every day.

 

So one day at a time I will try to define

the man that I want to become.

I will focus my sight on doing whats right.

I will learn to love someone.

 

One day I will see what is meant for me.

Perpetual bliss of a kiss.

Certainly I will believe in myself.

And no longer will my heart miss.

Copyright © Jerimyah Horstman | Year Posted 2014

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With Time

To hold you

and never look

back

with regret

is what I 

desire.

Reveal yourself

your beauty

in every

aspect of the

meaning.

Inside and out.

I am here for you.

Always.

No turning back.

No more running away.

Instead

Im standing

and facing you

with my arms

fully

extended.

We are two

with 

a love that

makes us

one with

time.

Perfect

Copyright © Jerimyah Horstman | Year Posted 2007

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When Will It Be My Turn?

For so long now Ive missed you all.

You've left without goodbye.

All endings that were unprepared.

Why did you have to die?

 

My heart was ripped away from me.

My tears will always flow.

It seemed like when I started to heal

someone else would go.

 

My son. My mother. My sister. My friends.

It seemed to never end.

All alone I dealt with death.

How many funerals can one attend?

 

Death followed me with everything.

it took all that I had.

The right to be called an only son.

A brother. A friend. A dad.

 

It caused me to be scared of attachment.

If I'm distant, nobody can be close.

Ive lost the ones who had my heart,

the ones that meant the most.

 

My life is full of memories

that cause me to cry inside.

Every time I lost someone

a piece within me died.

 

And still I stand not knowing how

but I'm standing all alone.

I miss you  more and more each day.

When will it be my turn to go home?

Copyright © Jerimyah Horstman | Year Posted 2007

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My Halo

At ease I begin.

Calm.

With an open mind.

Safe and secure

I am.

I am floating on

a moment.

A hope.

A desire that is

like fire beneath me.

Shaky and happy

at the same

time.

I put myself out there for

you to see

and for you to

know

what is really real.

Patience and understanding.

Thats what this is.

Mountains will be

climbed.

Obstacles overcome.

Illusions disappear.

You Appear.

My halo.

Copyright © Jerimyah Horstman | Year Posted 2007



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Me and My Babyboy (This Is About My Dog)

Me and my babyboy, we ride like soldiers.

We got each others back.

Hes my life and sanity.

For me he will attack.

 

My babyboy is greyish blue

and he means everything.

Theres many nights we go to the park 

and in the darkness, out loud I sang.

 

Without him, i wouldnt be here,

thats why hes my sanity.

I love my Malachi with all my heart

and he is my everthing.

 

Just me and my baby boy,

soldiers til the end.

Hes unique just like his dad

and hes also my best friend

Copyright © Jerimyah Horstman | Year Posted 2007

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Head On

Here I have sat for what seemed

like an eternity.

A life long wait for 

the unknown.

Slowly diminishing are the

fears which drug

me down.

So low that I could

go no further.

And now, it begins

to change.

It begins to unravel

in my heart. 

This emotion is continuous.

Addictive.

Pleasant.

A newness of

sorts.

I will not run.

I will not hide.

I will face this like 

the man who yearns

for what once use to be familiar

in my life.

Only this time, 

Im prepared.

I will wait

and see

what this has in

store

for me.

Copyright © Jerimyah Horstman | Year Posted 2007

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Torn

Somewhere along the way, I became torn.

Like the page from a book,

the most important one missing.

 

I became me, who I am today,

because of being torn.

Is it too hard for you to

understand?

 

This is me, a HOLLOW shell that once

use to be full of love

and joy

and happiness.

 

Where did it all go wrong?

I ask myself the same question.

It didnt go wrong.

This was meant to be 

for me.

 

I am a human.

Made to feel what I feel.

Its okay. Im okay.

NOT really that okay

but okay.

 

Ive lived through it.

Survived.

Hurt.

Felt what it feels like to

burn inside.

 

My soul is forever searching

for that one thing 

that can bring it back

to its rightful

owner. 

 

Alone. I know this because of

choice. My choice.

My fears.

Anxiety.

Torn like that page that needs

to be found but

cant.

Copyright © Jerimyah Horstman | Year Posted 2007

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Why Did You Leave the Way You Did?

Here I am, heart exposed once again to tell you, 

that I miss you so much.

Its been forever it seems to be to me

that I have been out of touch.

 

Weve had our share of ups and downs

but thats all in the past.

And here I am exposed again.

Ive broke out of my cast.

 

Illusions in my head have held me down

for too long I must say.

I know that this is my final plea.

Make me feel okay.

 

My imagination wanders to years ago

when life was like a dream.

So many things have changed since then.

To you, what do I mean?

 

I know you live inside my heart.

I never let you leave.

The day that news ran into my ear.

There was no way for me to believe.

 

And then the day came when you met earth

and everything became real.

I watched you sleep eternally

and I didnt know how to feel.

 

I was numb and cold and so confused.

Why did you have to die?

Why did you give up on life?

Did you get your wings to fly?

 

I miss you still, it just dont stop.

It never goes away.

The sadness that you left behind

left me not okay.

 

You are more than just a memory.

You live inside my heart.

And every since you took your life

my life has fell apart.

 

I miss you still, after all these years

because you helped me learn to live.

How could you leave so selfishly?

What made you finally give?

 

I need to know to clear me up

cus now Im still a mess

and without you in my arms again,

it just makes me too stressed.

Copyright © Jerimyah Horstman | Year Posted 2007

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His World

In a room he sits alone thinking.

His mind is always racing.

His thoughts dont have an ending.

Within himself he is pacing.

 

He wants to reach out and feel

but its like he has no heart.

Hes left it alone from the suffering

which tore him all apart.

 

His mind is constantly thinking.

He needs to make that choice.

He fights within to break his curse.

He wants to use his voice.

 

Hes been alone for far too long

and yet he still remains.

He could move on with his life

but he will not break his chains.

 

Hed rather sit until hes healed

and then maybe he will rise.

When all is well like it should be,

he will be in someones eyes.

Copyright © Jerimyah Horstman | Year Posted 2007

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