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I'M Sorry

I’m Sorry

I’m sorry for the life you have had to live just to love me,
I’m sorry for the unbroken promises “It will be better you will see”
Sorry for the sorrow I have caused you to feel day and day.
Sorry for the stress I bring to your world by not doing what I say.
You have been my best friend, my love, my soul mate,
I knew this from the moment I saw you on our first date.
I can’t predict the future, nor can I change the past,
What I can do is try to be the better person that you see my shadow cast.
Sorry I can’t give you the life you deserve and need,
I have messed up so, in your garden of life I am the weed.
You pull at it and the harder you try the weaker you get,
You have the choice to let it grow, or to let it die and forget.
I want to be the weed that turns into a flower that you love,
I am making you one more promise and I swear upon the heavens above.
I will make the changes you want for us to grow,
Into a beautiful garden, of this to you I will show.
You are my life, my reason for wanting to strive,
To be a better person inside and out I will dive.
Deep within my soul, to pluck my own bad weeds that kill the flower,
With you in my life I know I will have the strength and power.

Copyright © Billy Stelzer | Year Posted 2015



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Dr Jekyll Mrs Hyde

She kissed the bruises and wiped the pain away,
She is the reason I have no father today.
She was always there when I needed her I knew I could call,
I spent my life in prison, she convinced me to take the fall.
She tucked me in my bed, and read a story every night,
She laughed as my father bled to death that was a scary sight.
She was honest and caring and I loved her so,
She used this against me; told me my father had to go.
She was a real good planner; she was very smart too,
As she place the knife in my hand and told what I had to do.
She visits me each week and tells me things will be just fine,
The life support she lives on now allows her to wine and dine.
She tells me that she loves me, and she always will,
But I am the one sitting here in this prison still.
She writes me letters and puts money on my books,
She’s not coming back this time I can tell by her looks.
She is my mother and I love her this is true,
But I hate her deeply for things she tricked me to do.
Will I ever forgive her, only time will tell?
I have plenty of time to think about it, in my own personal hell.

Copyright © Billy Stelzer | Year Posted 2015

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A Victim No More

Once was a boy just seventeen
He was innocent, he was not mean
Now a prisoner of the state
Trial by jury will seal his fate

Once was a boy just seventeen
His mother smart, sister was keen
They tricked him, they pushed and shoved
For them he killed their father for love

Once just a boy just seventeen
He was the protector, it would seem
Convinced him they were trapped, no way out
That father was abusive, without a doubt

Once was a boy just seventeen
Tried real hard to hide and not be seen
Knife in hand, she told him his part
Stabbed their father straight in the heart
Once was a boy just seventeen
Confess or run, he was caught in between
Inner battle, but he lost the fight
When mother said “Take the whole blame for that night”

“For I am sick, your sister too small
You my son are the bravest of us all
You did your job, but it’s not done
Sorry son, but you’re the only one”

Now a man much older now
Tagged for life, to go on he didn’t know how
But in the darkness he found the light
 Picked himself up with all his might

Now a man with a glorious life
Two great kids and a spectacular wife
The past is no longer his souls’ core
A survivor he is, a victim no more

Copyright © Billy Stelzer | Year Posted 2015

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The Cell

I’m in a prison cell, writing my thoughts
Before I go before the judge tomorrow
What will I say, will I testify, do I testify 
Against the women that gave me life
The woman that said she loved me
The woman that betrayed me
The woman that used me 
The woman that in her words
Convinced me my father had to die
To save her and my sister 
The woman that told me if I didn’t 
She would kill herself
NO I can’t testify, YES you can
You don’t deserve to be in here
She deserves to be in here
Todays the day, I can do this
All Rise
I approach the bench
There she is crying again
Like before, like that night
Pleading with her eyes to me
I cant do this
YES YOU CAN!!!
SO
I
DID

Copyright © Billy Stelzer | Year Posted 2015

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Three Atempts

Three attempts they did try 
Three attempts my oh my
While I lay in bed asleep 
Upstairs they begin to creep

Sister tried a bat to the head
 Thought for sure he was dead
Woke next morning only to see
He was eating breakfast with me

Next attempt ended with a frown
Took him swimming and tried to drown
 Jumped on top while he was under
He was too strong, it was a blunder

Third attempt was very real
Was to poison his favorite meal
Picked wild plants to make him sick
Found some that kill real quick



We sat at the table; watch him eat 
Then mom took us out for a treat
He will be dead before we get home
From his mouth should spew foam

We walked in and what a sight
Mom’s face frozen with fright
It just made him sick and weak
Mom whispered this mans a freak

Three attempts I thought it was done
Until she came to me and said “Son”
Have to help us, you have to please
She cried out, your sister agrees
Without you we cannot succeed
Please son help us, with our need

I said “no way, I will be no part”
She cried like I broke her heart
If you don’t help, if you don’t help me 
I will do it myself and then you will see
When it’s done my life will end too
For I will take it and they will blame you

No don’t do that, I will try
I said to her as I began to cry
I will kill father, this I will do
I will kill him, because I love you

This is my story, this is true 
Not made up, no lie I spew
I was tricked and used by love
Someday I hope the heavens above
Will forgive me for my sins
Until than my hell begins

Until that day that I decease
My soul is judged, than released
I have to do right, I have to live
I have to teach myself to forgive
Forgive the one that hurt me so
Forgive myself, this I know

Copyright © Billy Stelzer | Year Posted 2015



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Father

Father
The look in your eyes as you came through the door,
Holding your chest and staggering to the floor.
Watching you lay there and see the life slowly fade,
I wonder of the mistakes I have made.
I am sorry for being the son that disappointed you so,
Never could make you proud, I tried you know.
It was mother and sister, who wanted me to end your life,
Yes your own blood your daughter and your wife.
They were greedy and selfish to say the least,
They convinced me that you were some kind of beast.
The stories that they told were filled with horror and fear,
They left me no choice but to put you here.
As you lay there they snicker, laugh, and smile,
Mother even makes me sit, watch, and wait awhile.
He’s not gone yet son, she whispers in my ear,
We have to make sure this time, because it was the second attempt this year.
One last look into your eyes I see the questions in your mind,
What did I do, what is happening, how I could be so blind?
I am sorry for father, I’m sorry for ending your life, 
I know now the true monster was my mother, yes your wife.
Years later I am still haunted by that night,
I play it in my head and wake up with such a fright.
Mother still lives and knows not of what she has done,
She will always feel you were the reason, and I was the one.
I am asking forgiveness, please I beg of you,
Forgive me; I knew not what was true.
We had our differences and a lot didn’t see eye to eye,
But you didn’t deserve to leave, you didn’t deserve to die.
I miss you father and think of you every day,
Please forgive me father, please find a way.

Copyright © Billy Stelzer | Year Posted 2015

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The Guardian

She is my guardian that holds me tight
When life is so dark she is my light
Her hair is white like a snowy day
Wrapped in her wings, I feel no dismay


Her face is smooth, not a blemish in sight
She’s here to protect with all her might
From all the evils that cross my path
They will have to face her vengeful wrath

When I was little I got lost coming home
The path in the woods I decided to roam
The darkness came like a blink of an eye
I did not know where to go, started to cry

Then I looked up and what did I see
 Wings of an angel wrapping around me
She held me close, I felt safe from harm
She got me home, back to my farm


She is my guardian angel, with me now
I’m grown up but I know somehow
If I need her she will always be near
And on that day I will have no fear

For she will wrap me in her wings of love
Sent from the almighty heavens above
I have a guardian and you do to
Someone who passed, 
Someone who loved you

Copyright © Billy Stelzer | Year Posted 2015

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Never Give Up

Life is a struggle from within, 
the doubt overflows,
What we are truly meant to be, 
God only knows.
We live our lives through other people,
 because we are filled with fear,
Waiting for someone to take over
 our wheel of life and steer.
We give up hope when we reach
 our point of no return,
Cry because there is no one
 in life that shows a little concern.
We are who we are
 and that is how it will stay,
Until we make the choice to change ourselves
 each and every day.
Never to give up and always have hope 
is how we are supposed to be,
So get up and make that change,
 Life will be better you will see.

Copyright © Billy Stelzer | Year Posted 2015

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Mother

Mother
You are the one that changed my life and made things really bad,
You don’t even realize you did anything wrong is what’s sad.
How can I forgive you for a wrong you feel you did not do?
Forgive you for using the one thing against me, my love for you.
I did what you want and now we have to pay,
For the actions we did on that horrifying day.
My father, your husband is dead because you tricked my mind,
Into thinking those things, how can I be so blind?
You have made me the man I am today,
And for that I just wanted to say.
I love you because you’re my mother, but I hate you for what you did,
Mom I was your son, I was just a kid.
How can you do the things you did with no remorse at all?
You were supposed to teach me do the right thing, to always stand tall.
You are my mother and I do forgive you for the person that I finally see,
See for who you really are, and not what you’re supposed to be.

Copyright © Billy Stelzer | Year Posted 2015


Book: Shattered Sighs