I love you so deeply,
I love you so much,
I love the sound of your voice,
And the way that we touch,
I love your warm smile,
And your kind, thoughtful way,
The joy that you bring,
To my life everyday,
I love you today,
As I have from the start,
And I'll love you forever,
With all of my heart,
I love you.
Hand in hand we walk through life.
Im knowing one day you'll be my wife.
Your touch your feel is so amazing.
Your beauty is also dazing.
You think we love in all the same ways.
But really inside my heart is a dark haze.
I want to love, I want to hope.
But I feel my life hanging from a thin rope.
I show my love in all the wrong ways.
I hope are love atleast last a few days.
*Not my best work I dont think:P....This is his girlfriend,he writes great comment on it and u will get somthing in return(:
Remember to smile
Even if you are dying inside
Remember to hold your head up high
Even if your knees feel like they want to yield
Remember to cry on the inside
Where the Lord knows your heart
Even when you feel like giving up
Remember the scars on His hands
He never gave up on you
He is still cheering for you
His unfailing love,
Has been present even when you could not love yourself
People will love you today,
Tomorrow you will be a distant memory
They will hurt you today,
Tomorrow they will act like nothing has changed
Remember to smile; it will move your soul
Remember to smile;
Tomorrow you try again…
Don't cry for me true love I have known
Again I am here on my own
Yes I carry him with me
I am as I should be
He left and moved on
Our love is gone
I remain
Unchanged
Loved...
Man my feet hurt, walking the street
Trying to find a job so my family can eat.
Right now things are not so stable
But I love the thought of food on the table.
It’s hard now since it’s money I lack
But I love to have new clothes on my back.
Another day searching is what I dread
But I love the thought of a roof over my head.
All the things I love makes my journey a go
But it will be cut short if I hit LOTTO!!
out in the streets and all alone
nowhere to go, I have no home
tired, beaten, battered and bruised
why did this happen, I'm so confused
just when I thought all hope was gone
I found a shelter, I found a home
full of others just like me
in need of love and understanding
they took us in and filled out needs
heard our cries and all of our pleas
they made us feel unashamed
for all the hurt and all the pain
they showed us that it wasn't all our fault
our hearts would heal, believe it or not
the love we gave will soon return
from somewhere else, for now it was our turn
so here's to the ladies who give their all
always there to answer our calls
whether morning, noon, or night
like a beacon shining bright
to the women of the ACT
women's shelter
THANK YOU
NEVER HAVE BEEN A SAINT JUST A DREAMER OF LIFE.
ALWAYS WANTING TO FIGHT TO SURVIVE MY STRUGGLES TO HELP BUILD A TEAM OF
POSITIVE PEOPLE WHO SHARE MY UNDERSTANDING.
THOSE WHO WILL LOVE ME UNTIL THE END OF TIME, IF TIME DOES HAS AN END,
REGARDLESS TO HOW I FEEL OR LOOK TODAY, IM ONLY HUMAN AND MY MIND SET AT
TIMES ARE NOT POSITIVE.
FEELINGS OF BEING LOST.
NOT LOVED.
I PRAY FOR A BETTER DAY TODAY AS THE BEACH FILL SAND COVERS MY TOES LEAVING
FOOT PRINTS FOR THOSE TO FOLLOW AND TO LEARN FROM MY MISTAKES.
HOW BAD DO WE WISH TO BE LOVED AND IT NEVER COMES?
THE ENDLESS TEARS THAT FALL FREE FROM EYES CONNECTED TO A BODY OF PAIN. WILL I
EVER BE THE SAME WHEN THEY SPEAK HATEFUL WORDS TOWARDS ME THAT COULD BREAK
THE STRONGEST HEART DOWN TO A SLOW PACE?
IM DAZED
AND STILL I SMILE.
NOT BECAUSE IM PERFECT
NOT BECAUSE IM AN ANGEL
BUT BECAUSE I KNOW WHAT IT TAKES TO BUILD A BETTER PERSON IN ME, BECAUSE I
WANT TO GROW INSDIE OUT, WANT TO KNOW WHAT LOVE IS.
THEREFORE...
IM NOT A SAINT JUST A MAN WITH DREAMS OF BEING BETTER AND GROWN ENOUGH TO
KNOW MY MISTAKES.
Trouble dazes into the spin of day
life hazes eyes with glimmer shimmer sun
and sickness breeds torment for the hear say
and I just try to remain the one sane
brushing teeth, the sound dictates many words,
listening until the rounds are almost done,
morning rising passed the songs of the birds
of idealist's dreams, hopes of this heart's gain.
Into the day come what may the hope resides
the daze and haze still just as strong as hope
I go to meetings where i know love abides
suffering over through these bouts entering
The meeting starts and I begin to hear
how all have felt the power of the dope
shifts and learning's of how to stay near
the addicts end to using in centering
Abercrombie's style.... we don 't have Abercrombie for a button.....
....sometimes I just love my own work, ya know?! ....(I know that ya do)
A perfect world.
Utopia.
We are free to think.
Free to move.
Free to love.
Hatred has been abolished.
Violence and anger are extinct.
Everyone in harmony.
Children do not die from hunger and illness-
While billionaires gorge themselves on caviar.
Religion.
The cause of most hatred and war.
Deconstructed to its purest form.
A love for each other.
A love for creation.
An awareness that something higher is out there.
But not necessarily what we belive now.
A green and pleasant land.
Trees and flowers in bloom.
We wander freely.
Lost in thought.
Lost in perfect moments.
Alas this world will never be.
I am here on that brink again
I realize that I never left
Thought I had moved, but then
I realize I am once again bereft.
Why am I yet again on the brink
Feeling once more that I must always choose?
Why do I always seem to think
That I will be the one to inevitably lose?
Light is shining ahead of me
Darkness is to the back
Shadows in Light I see
Yet,Dark does attack.
I am tired of being lost
I want to finally, FINALLY find
Myself no matter the cost
And to leave Darkness behind.
Can I really do this?
Can I take that step?
I desperately want the bliss
So frantically I do so prep.
I lift my foot to go
Forward and Dark
Fights me, although
My journey does embark.
Can love be there?
May love I receive?
No longer unaware
I do now believe.
This is no mere affair
That he does so care
So Darkness BEWARE
I do now have my Bear.
when she come , i am here to hold her , love her like no other man on earth , i am here
when she cry to hold here to tell her everything well be okay , i am here when sad to
cheer her up so she can smile , i am here so she can yell at when shes in bad mood knowing
i well never leave her side, i a m here when she run away to chase after to her, i am here
to hold her tight when she hit me in tell her she right i love her , i am here for the bad
times but for the good time , i am here to say i love her shes heart i am with to death
apart, i am here for love , well she come
I love people, yes I do,
Fight against invisible lines
Barriers of words
Sentences figuring escape
I love people, yes I do,
For every scrap of all
Of you is only me
A little scrap of you.
I love people, yes I do,
Share all the joys and pains
In natural disasters and wars
Leaving me pox marked
With scars
That blemish our brief eternity.
I love people, yes I do,
In diverse nonconformites
Where beauty like a baby sleeps
An innocent cradle for the truth,
Before the unloading
Of docking ship.
I love people, yes I do,
If only we would believe
That we all
Can just get along
I wish all the wines were in my song.
You painted the picture of who I should of been
The canvas began so white, so clean
Your vison was something you alone could see
A portrait of fidelity
How now do I return from such disgrace
God knows i'm in a lonely place
I know the route of lies without a map
Trusting in you, the faith I lacked
Yet I love you
I need you
Take the brush and cover over the imperfections
Belive this love can be ressurected
You cover both your beautiful eyes
Turn away from the me I so despise
Thats why I love you
Why I need you
Take the paint and begin a new
This time I vow, I will believe it too.
My darling, how are you
And how have you been since last I wrote?
I have to admit things here are in a bit of a stew
But I’m trying to make the most of it by building a boat
I’m really hoping it’s going to float…
It’s been six weeks since I swam to this beach
And I’ve written you a letter every day
Thank goodness my notebook and pencil were in reach
When my yacht capsized in the bay
I’m really hoping these notes will find their way…
Just to let you know how things stand
I keep myself sane by singing our tune
And doing press-ups down on the sand
I’m living off fish I catch in the lagoon
Well, I love you, and…I’m really hoping to be back soon…
Note: Mark Cotterman left a comment on one of my writes, saying it reminded him of an old love letter.
For some reason, this piece of nonsense popped into my head!
A garden is where it all started.
It was bursting into life. Until sin came in, kicking us out.
What a sin that was. But with the love of Jesus grateful
mercy, God can now forgive us.
By the blood of Christ we can now see the pearly gates of heaven. Where we all are free, giving us a everlasting peace, joy love forever more, for the blood of Christ covers all of them. With love compassion that only Christ had when He picked up his cross and carried it to Cavalry-where we killed
him with his love. If we just have faith, we all are saved from sin and the pain of hell. I f we will pick up our cross and carry it, we will make it through, reaching heaven’s holy city.
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