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caught in the web of my agony,
the pain stricking like the double-edge of a mighty sword,
riping my skin as it bleeds, not blood, pain, not pain u get from
a gun shot, a stab wound, a pain more than that, like taking the candy from a
baby, as that child looks with sadness on why!?
here i lay in my pain, not the pain from a shattered dream, but the pain of a shot
to the heart, what can i say to make it all right?
why must i say anything, when wanting and needing you is what i would of liked,
why should i speak you ask, why not speak?
words are plentyful as tears, when the time is right..
here i lay caught in the web of my agony i lay here wondering why........
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was my SUFFERING not enough for u to realize that I care,?
were the TEARS that ran down my FACE not good enough for you?
were the BLOWS to the FACE, and the KICKS to the BACK not enough?
was my SUFFERING taken in VAIN for your enjoyment?
locked away in my solitude,
i BLEED for you,
i CRIED for you,
i SCREAMED for you
and i took the BEATENS for you,
and this is how you REPAY me?!?!?!?!?!?
was my SUFFERING not enough for u to realize that Icare?
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lost in her own world, confused about the many loves in her life, scared, so she
runs, hoping to find some peace of mind, running still, tears falling from her
eyes, what comes when nothing is brought, why sacrifice when
nothing is promised ,
lost in her own world, she sits by the mighty oak tree, she
dreams of everything being simple, she tries to escape her own insanity, not
because shes crazy, only because she's sick of the world...
lost in her own world, as she sits, eyes closed, the darkness come crawling
down to tie her up......
is it you or is it the past?
ladies, let the trouble images in your life pass you by, if not you'll be subjected
to your own misery.....
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I know its been long
that we've been apart,
there are times when I wish we
had a brand new start
As I sit and wonder what is going on
and when I get home will you be gone?
Sometimes I wish that things could of been right
I think about these things
all day and night
Baby I'm sorry for being
the way I was,
it was just things I wans't thinking of
There were just thoughts that I couldn't bear,
me being in here and you out there
Now I realize what I have lost,
being without you
I'm paying the cost
I wish I was with you and our baby girl
but since I'm not it seems like the end of the world
I think of you and I being together,
me, you and Naomi
forever and ever
I hope you're still there
waiting in the wings
that's why I think of
Wishful Things.....
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I am thee, that Fallen Angel who is me.....
Who was there to hold me when times were bad, and life was greedy?
I am thee, That Fallen Angel who is me.....
Placed in the depths of hell, that Fallen Angel Bled, to fight for everything!!!
I am thee, that Fallen Angel who is me.....
I cried for many years, and shed many tears,
I am thee, that Fallen Angel who is me....
The years have come, the years have gone,
this Fallen Angel has stood up, and finally free to stand tall,
I am thee, that Fallen Angel who is me!!!!
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