Thy Love

Thou hast no emotion
when thou turn away
from thine crying eyes.
Staring at thee
as each footstep
escapes out thy door.
Not the first,
nor last time
thou shalt walk out on thee;
for thou will be back
to make love to thy heart.

Clichés For Days

about ready to abandon ship
I'm all dressed up and nowhere to go
they say I'm as beautiful as the day is long
but I'm as insane as the idea of sanity
don't beat around the bush
you don't have to bend over backwards just to please me
I'm not the best thing since sliced bread
I'm just a normal kid
I've had the time of my life
time and time again
I've been hurt but
all's fair in love and war
time heals all wounds
like Neosporin and a band aid
you say I'm beautiful
but I say
tread lightly
in the nick of time you'll see
I'm not as beautiful as you make me to be

My (Mis)fortune

I have a story

so hard for me to tell,
about the time I could have lost everything,
but even worse, myself.
I'm not proud of this time
but I’ve learned from my mistake.
I now sleep happy
And smile when I wake.

My day started out great

but eventually fell.
That was the day
I walked into Hell.
My life changed so quickly
with one tiny little drug.
However, it seemed harmless
but its smile, so smug.
I ran into this guy,
and he told me to sit.
He gave me a joint,
and I took a few hits.
It suddenly controlled me
and told me what to do.
I knew my life would change when
It screamed, “I’ll destroy you!”
It took over my life,
but worse, I let it.
I lost my sanity
after that first hit.
I wanted to quit
and let my body heal,
but I went back to see him
and he sold me a deal.
It definitely got worse -
dirty needles and all.
But he came back again;
Who else could I call?
On the way to the nurse,
the bright lights were blinding.
I passed out at the wheel
and my car was still winding.
Eight people got hurt
but not my baby in the back.
If I kept this going,
I could never get him back.
So I cleaned myself up.
It really wasn’t easy.
I'm all sober now,
and been keeping busy.
I did this for me,
and I'm glad I succeeded.
I stepped up and
got the help that I needed.
I was once screwed up
but I'm all better now.
What fortune did this
and please tell me how.
This was my doing.
I set myself free.
And now I realize…
my fortune is me.

My Childhood Came From A Garage Sale

My childhood
came from a garage sale –
cheap memories
for a dollar.
A little doll with
a little pink dress,
a baby with a baby
with a drawn on face
blond hair
and flimsy appendages
and bandages.
This was a perfect doll for a little girl,
like two peas in a pod
two babies in a car seat,
two toddlers in a plane.

Present day,

as inevitable age crept up,
my best friend and I still hand in hand.
Best friends till the end –
Through all the bad grades
and bad boys
breakups and separations,
she never left my side.
Even when her face faded,
And her limbs went loose,
And her cotton stuffing pushed out of her skin,
she never lost that comforting smell of
purity and innocence
that made me appreciate our good times.
She was always there to hear me speak
absorb my tears,
soothe my pains,
and chase away my bad dreams.
My best friend.
My childhood
from a garage sale.
My sweetest memories
for a dollar.

My Beautiful Butterfly

There's purple

There's blue

There's yellow

And red too

 

There's black

There's white

There's green

So bright

 

Many shapes

Different size

This little creature

Is oh so wise

 

This beautiful angel

Flies with such grace

When I was young

This was the one I used to chase

 

No matter how I'd sigh

No matter how I'd weep

I prayed that butterfly

Was mine to keep