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The
fire within you
devours my hopeful
aspirations…I shiver
with freezing
hopelessness
Give me your heart
and let me fill it
with affectionate
bliss for eternity
Countless déjà vus
unleashes in my
brain
Don’t hang up the
phone – hang out
with me; don’t leave
me hanging in
downright distress
Why do you try to be
bring me down and
lift me up again?
We’re two peas in a
pod…we both yearn
for God’s healing
rain
Don’t let the words
slip out of your
mouth and let there
be light! Envy
becomes serpentine
in my lost soul,
going out of control
– it’s tearing my
heart apart and it’s
making me taste
unfortunate appeal
and despair that's
beyond real - but
it's no big deal
*chorus*
Biting my fingers,
leaving scars of
shame…feeling this
shame without a
name…you hunt me
down like game…I
caught the cold in
my brokenhearted
soul of steel and
stone
I can’t be close to
you…you were the
ghosts of my past…I
loved you the most,
but I learned to
find the light at
the end of tunnel
I know…I can’t stand
living a life
without you by my
side…I live half a
life…you make me
feel whole again –
you’re my other half
and I feel empty
without your
touch…your warm
hands locking with
my own
Who’s waiting at my
front door – two
uninvited strangers
– Regret and
Remorse… I was lost,
but now I’m found –
I crumble
I crumble into sand
– I was once a
strong-willed,
unbreakable rock…but
now Tragedy has
proven me wrong all
the way
Don’t let the words
slip out of your
mouth and let there
be light! Envy
becomes serpentine
in my lost soul,
going out of control
– it’s tearing my
heart apart and it’s
too hard to
comprehend or bear
*chorus*
I hate to say this,
but from the bottom
of my heart, I knew
you were hiding
something from me –
maybe it’s not meant
to be revealed
today…tomorrow, I’m
expecting to have a
word with you if you
would humanely obey
and cooperate with
me without picking a
fight – ruining my
self-esteem
i love him so much but i don't know what to do i can't let him go it's so hard. we can't be together but the thing is we belong together but nobody understands that. i told him i was scared he said " baby why you scared i won't hurt you" but really then i didn't know why i was but know i do. i don't wont to lose him and not the way by breaking up the way's and things he is doing. they hurt me so bad i rather him hit me, cheat, and or do something else besides what he is don't now he says he not going to get addicted i have herd that before. i just wish he would call me and be his self that means drug free. i hate to say this but i HATE people own drugs they act different and not there self. i don't wont to tell him to stop that means i don't love him for who he is. but really its not him the drug makes him a different person. i could say i don't hate him i hate his ways. i miss him and worry about him ever minute down to the second of each and ever day. sometimes i just sit at night waiting own him to call me. i think the worst things could of happen. i don't know what i'm going to do i think i'm going to go crazy. i cant help but to cry and cry ever time i think about him. i just hope he still feels the same about me as i do him i wont him to just come and see me tell me he is okay so i wont worry as much as i do. i love him so much i'm so scared i'm' going to lose him. more then scared TERRIFIED. i don't know what i would do with out him. i wont to see him so bad or at least hear his voice. i would be the happiest person ever. i wont to kiss him over and over again tell him i love him and he say it back. the thing is i told him i was scared i didn't know why but it's sucks cause i really didn't wont to find out. cause this is scary its like a night mare. i can never wake up from. so now i know why and i wish i didn't.
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I can't put together my last clue;
of the reasons i have tried to show u what I've been through,
walking alone in my very own two shoes-
as my desire of a burning passion has breaking free to prove to you,
no matter how you should be somebody completely new,
there's rarely a very few,
of true, loving and promising life to shared; whether there are thousands of us, or only two-
you have caught my poisoning potion i have made for you to fall in love as it pulls you closer to by my baby boo;
for you've fallen out of your ways just to be amused.
Have you reached the door of hell and heaven back to earth to look for me, too?
Trying to see the reality of my living proof of the view..
In fact, you have shut your mouth with glue,
for someone you used to care has taking its toll of a waving the goodbye cue;
Can't you understand the main reason why you were meant to do?
I have to keep going to walk to the road of empty paths, but no fears to have and live a life
that will I ever feel I'm alone and lost in my mind with thoughts of hateful and confusing blues;
It's way past due-
to get over your tiring and dying attitudes,
if you don't change the demon with no soul inside, I will be the only judge, the last survival to
give you my promised, and utmost, the daring thing of all the extreme challenges for me to
watch you go through the most tortuous and burning feeling as u expierenced slowly as
you taking ur way to your new grave; and as i have been through more hell in life, u will
have no strength left to get your sweetest revenge as you tried to move;
for i hate to say this, but you just made me show u the feeling of a ghost around as your
spirit had giving up for the poor you that u just been used-
as you will hear my last, and sinful gratitude.
Wanting to forget
I try to convince myself that you don't really exist
You are just a voice that lingers in my soul
Slowly eating at me altering all reality
Then I see you from a distance
My heart begins to shatter again
I reminded by what you did to me
I try to let the rain wash away the pain
But the pain will always remain
Locked away deep inside
Trapped by the loneliness
Entwined by the betrayal
And kept alive by the emptiness
I pray to forget you
Let you fade away so I can go on
But your voice has engraved itself in my memory
Consuming me further into this nightmare
Leaving me lost
And forever bound to the pain
i love you so much. why did you have to be a brat
i wish that you didn't have to tell me that
i love you so much i'm indifferent
i hate to say this, but i look at you different
i love you so much. are you a fraud
i wish things could be different, but i guess not
i love you so much; no, i have to pay
did your really love me, or do you just play
i love you so much; i'm just a funny, simple guy
now, i would do anything just to have you nearby
i love you so much; what should i do
now, i guess i have to play the fool
i love you so much. do i have the right to be mad
or am i just a selfish young man
i love you so much, i thought we had something going
i thought that our love was growing
i love you so much, i hope everything works between you and him
but if not, i will always be here for you through the thick and thin
i love you so much, even though i want you to work it out
i'll be here for you, without a doubt
Everybody's out having fun
on this lonely Saturday night.
Even your mom has a date
and your brother's with family.
Your sister's at a slumber party,
and even your preacher has plans.
So what do you do on a Saturday night?
When you ain't got plans
and your mama's out all night?
With a gleeful squeal
you leave the windows side
and rush to the phone.
You call up some friends
and tell 'em to come over
'cause everybody's out.
Soon they're over
and the stereos max volume.
You grab some beer and snacks
and bring 'em on out.
You begin to party.
After a few bottles of the alchohol,
your feelin' a lightheaded.
Everybody's dancing and music is boomin'.
And in the confusion a hand takes your wrist.
You're dragged up the stairs
and thrown on a bed.
Your captor rips off your clothes
and from there it goes.
You awake in the morning in your mama's bed
and there's an unfamiliar hand resting next to your head.
You had a hangover; your head was pounding.
Then you looked down and realized,
neither were dressed, both naked as birth.
You look at the clock, it's seven O'clock!
You rush to get dressed, the other's waking up.
He looks around drearily
before his eyes open wide.
He scrambles to get up,
dressed and then left,
and you never figured out
just who your first was.
Two months later
your in the hospital because you've been throwing up.
You're sister says you have a virus,
your mama's not so sure.
The the doctor came out iwht a sympathetic look.
"I hate to say this, miss, but you're pregnant."
You drop in dead faint.
There are those who speak without thinking. I have often thought, "If I could only be such a person sometimes". I cannot be that person because I think that I think too much. One occasion presently comes to mind.
There was once a candidate running for political office with whom a dear friend was greatly opposed. It appears my friend had drawn certain conclusions about me and assumed that I would be a supporter of the said candidate. The two of us had never discussed the politician. Yet my friend, in an apologetical tone, said to me, "I hate to say this, but, ....." To protect the identity of my friend, I cannot be any more specific than that.
She felt that she needed to inform me of such candidate, hoping that I would change my mind about him. In reality, I was as opposed to him as was she, and since I believed that she never realized the magnitude of her offensive assumption, I did not respond. I deemed a justified reaction would only have alienated the two of us. So I decided to just 'let it be' and move on.
07122018PoetrySoupContest, I wish I had the balls to tell them what I really think, Line Gauthier
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BFF
Today she turns... 5? (I promised not to say)
TONI MARIE CUNNINGHAM
And much to many's dismay,
This little grown lady was here to stay.
YES!
Here to Challenge life, she wasn't here to play. God had a plan for her, and through some hardships, she slowly grinded out a way.
A true born leader, helping folks through it all.
She worked to establish her mark in life, never missing Gods call.
Sometimes perplexed, at the female sex, she chose to open her eyes and see.
She went out and sought, just how men thought. And by fate happened upon me.
Since that day, I have been grateful,
for if it wasn't for her, my life wouldn't be stable.
To call her a friend, Id say would be a diss to her,
Cause she's more than a Homie, she's an amazing woman, my sister.
My love for her is different in ways I Could NEVER EXPLAIN!!
She has taught me how to see life from above and thus ease the strain.
So today, I just want to say.......Happy Birthday " T.C. "
Thank you for at times of Strife? Being the the
BEST BFF Any man could have IN HIS LIFE!!
PS(I hate to say this cuz I know you already know, you cause the best of me to continue to grow!)
PSS (WHEN THIS CORONA Pandemic IS FINALLY OVER?
WE WE'LL CELEBRATE like we just learned the Crossover!!!
(lol) Happy Birthday!
From yes...Me!
Constantly trying the best you can
to be the rock and stand without one.
You know they need you but left sad,
who’s there if you are the one hurting?
It makes you want to cry and yell back,
but you recognize they can’t control it.
It’s harder than it seems, you think:
‘Maybe I’m the one who needs therapy.’
Viciously taking out their lows on you,
because you’re the one within reach.
Taking cheap shots you’re their target
even if you care about them the most.
With each mood swing they lash out
only to apologize for it five minutes later.
Emotional whiplash leaves a mark
you start to second guess your sanity.
It’s harder than it seems, you think:
‘Maybe I’m the one who needs therapy.’
I hate to say this but it’s the truth,
you can’t be of service and risk yourself.
Crying and feeling anxious aren’t normal,
an empty cup will become a domino.
What made you a pillar will start to fall,
the strong can be victims in this crisis too.
It’s harder than it steems, you think:
‘Maybe I’m the one who needs therapy.’
How do you hold on to the one you love when that’s not all you’ve been dreaming of?
Is it wrong to wish for something new or is this just something I have to do?
The number of times I tried to go and then you fed me stories and put on a show.
I hear the words you’re trying to say but I’m really not sure I want you to stay.
I’ve been trying to get you to comprehend that this is life, it’s not pretend.
It’s not a game of love and hate it’s about my dreams, my hopes, my life and fate.
I want to live and explore my life and I’m really sorry I can’t be your wife.
I wanted a baby but from no other, I wanted to be your child’s mother.
I wanted a life we both could live, I wanted much more than you could give.
I hoped for a miracle but you couldn’t see, the hurt I was feeling so lonely, just me.
I hate to say this without a doubt but I’ve lost all hope that this will work out.
I’m so afraid to be alone for this broken heart wasn’t made of stone.
You say you love me so if it’s true, then please just do what you said you’d do.
She’s My Life
She thinks she’s not fancy
and she thinks she’s not pretty
and that she’s not good enough for me,
but what she doesn’t know is that; I don’t like fancy,
that she is pretty, she’s way too good for me
and that she’s my Life!
We’ve been together for what seems like forever
and I know I’ve gotten a little lazy
you know; I think I don’t even remember
what it’s like not to have you as my wife.
I hate to say this but sometimes I make her cry,
don’t ask me why
I guess I just take the struggles of my day
out on her
you know, the job, the bills..just everyday life!
Then I get to thinking.....what am I doing?
I must be crazy
what would I do if I go too far and she leaves me.
I can’t live without her,
Sometimes I can be such a slug.
Quickly I must say I’m sorry & give her a kiss & a hug
and let her know that she’s too good for me
and let her know that I love her.
That she’s my Life and I Need Her Forever as My Wife!
C Gill
10-16-2008
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