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Adrea Sherman Poem
Its as if you were raised on the devils backbone
Strong doesn't begin to cut, especially compared to your knife
You don't care if dead or actually alive
You bring an abruptness into any form of life
You make nothing seem like everything
But it comes with a price
You sure know how to make it look evil
When it comes to playing nice
And like an army vice
Why do you need the help?
Treating no one as you need them, ever
Never as how the sea breathes the kelp
So many take you for granted
But your not even noticing their ignorance
You've even found ways to be okay
Be comforted by it in your own way of bliss
And I wonder if you hold on to anything inside
Has another woman made you remember her with just a kiss?
I wonder why you act so mad yet don't mind if I follow
But your eyes all the same towards me hold this hiss
And ill never take you for granted
Don't even care if I ever get to hold your hand
When it comes to strength and handling loneliness
By someone like you, I'm proud to stand
Copyright © Adrea Sherman | Year Posted 2016
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Adrea Sherman Poem
"FOR SURE A NEVER"
Your my wine
To my bread
I enjoy recalling
All the words you said
You take all my smiles
Put them in a jar
Never to place on a shelf
You prefer 'em not being far
Your hugs are like sunshine
That warm breeze that goes along with the birds songs
A peaceful afternoon on the ocean line
For your company my soul now longs
You make overwhelming kindness seem normal
If only more people on you took some notes
I can be having the worst day ever
Then think of you, & the calm in me once again floats
So here is to an amazing friend
One I now cant see me living without
Whether going through a great adventure
Or just walking together while out and about
For you my happiness does quite a loud shout
Your sarcasm can be quite clever
Letting you go?...
For sure a never
Copyright © Adrea Sherman | Year Posted 2016
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Adrea Sherman Poem
I want you to walk in on me on my knees,
Praying.
I want you to listen to every single word.
Only to realize it was not I that was saying.
I want you to understand that you don't belong here
And I do not belong by your side
I am not some itch to scratched
Not someone by your side to be matched
You see me now, take an even better look
And see no fear
What am I supposed to wear?
Now you see that for no backbone I haven't a care.
I am the only one I know to not be judged
So take what you now regret seeing, and leave
I am not your bone, you are not my dog
No one here is going to retrieve
Your a mess to me
Yet came to fix who I am
You thought my eyes would say a whole book
But the 3rd sequel to the sequel is who I am
Not a wizard with a wand
Not a Lykae with super strength
Not the witch with all her sneaks
In my bathroom you are all just a bunch of leaks
Welcome to the inner workings of my mind
To where even I, I can not find
A place like this, is one to be kept cold
While others see it as a flame
A flame from where all my ice actually came
I always lose things that I thought were better
Learn from loss, well I will always have more to learn
Because unless its in my mind, it don't matter anyway
And for you to realize this...
This is what for I am on my knees...
what for I pray.
Copyright © Adrea Sherman | Year Posted 2016
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Adrea Sherman Poem
I called your name in the midnight hour
actually wishing that you were with me
only to let you actually come back on your own time
into not what I need you to be
Someone else on your brain
Me uncaring to share your pain
Making me feel hot then cold
Making what was already years and years ago seem older than old
In other words
I don't need to explain anything to you
In other words
I don't care if my words get through
Because now I call someone else's name
In my midnight hour
I am glad you went through what you did
But its still not much compared to me
Once again I am placed in the middle
While ones like you go from hard to super easy
I don't really care if I ever see your face again
And that came from once up a time wanting to marry you
Imagine how it would have been
If for someone unworthy, I'd have actually stayed true
In other words
I don't need to explain anything to you
In other words
I don't care if my words get through
Because now I call someone else's name
In my midnight hour
I care for you
Yet your no more whom my time cares to do.
Copyright © Adrea Sherman | Year Posted 2016
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Adrea Sherman Poem
"Behind Back There"
I guess you were the one for me
To comfort & care
I guess it was a mistake
To leave you behind back there
And things came together
And things fell apart
Didn't matter what kind of day
You remained in my heart
And they may take away
The meaning of it all
But while they use a shot
Our glass is much more tall
And they may leave it be
Pretend to walk away
All I see is whats said in your face
I cant hear a single word they say
And I guess you were the one for me
To comfort & to care
I know it was a huge mistake
To leave you behind back there
Copyright © Adrea Sherman | Year Posted 2016
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Adrea Sherman Poem
I never got a chance to show you
Now I do
So will you listen?
I never got a chance to be true
You were always thinking of you
So now, will you listen?
I never got a chance to get deep
You make it seem silly
And I'm pretty strong, yet that made me weep
So now, will you listen?
I am no longer soft with words
I enjoy putting people in their place
Even the Bible states I have every right to do so
As long as I do it with Grace
I dont understand people
The proof is just right there
Has been for 2,000+ years
I am so looking forward to what is right
that for the lost, I dont have any tears
And now that includes you
Forget me will, forget me not
I wonder if I will ever get to see you...
as spiritually hot.
Because I actually find the type of man Jesus was as sexy
And God knows this, and does not condemn
I want to be so much more than what I have had a chance to become
Yet I know I will never be worthy enough to hang out with 'them'
And here I go again
My mind scatters all over the place
I cant wait to be where even my random thoughts make no sense to no one
Oh, the delight others will get to see on my own face
Copyright © Adrea Sherman | Year Posted 2016
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