I’ve been hurt by you one too many times I’ve been left crying silently for too many nights too tired to think can’t lick my wounds can’t barley blink can’t gather my strength been thrown too far I’m out of my reach I crumble and fall Distant sounds pluck at my soul innocent sounds my younglings call I raise my head from under the dirt my eyes gleam as I stand up as I slowly rise from my crumbled state my cubs are calling I must rise and wake I gather myself raise my head up
A word; a thought; a gesture; a glance, You may not get a second chance- To say: My love; my life; my all, Do it now before you fall. If tomorrow never is, The last time you gave her a kiss- Would be a ghost. A memory you found & lost Look at her tranquil face, With your finger, follow & trace- The contour of her face & brow. Is that scar from then or now? Feel her breath on your skin, Take her scent deep within, Fill your head with her intoxicating smell. Pray that you’ll li
A butterfly stands on a flower Seconds to us but for her hours She pecks, & dances, & swings & turns Trying to douse a fire that burns Deep down within her being She cries for deliverance A few moments of pleasure To justify her occurrence An act of pure lust A grinding jest Funny for some But in that, her whole world When she comes Her purpose is done The climax of her life The moment is gone She flies away into the sky I wish I were a butterfly!!!
I’ve never wanted for anything Never needed anyone Not a car, not a treat Not a man to make me complete I’ve always held my own Had an exterior made of stone Never had a broken wing Never needed rescuing Had men plead At my feet A dime a dozen If I’ve chosen you That don’t mean nothin’ Cross me once Shame on you Cross me again God help you then I put you under my feet Step over you Don’t miss a beat I’ve survived before I’ll survive again I’m no damsel in distress I’m no feeb
Here we go again Stabbing pain Of a loveless strain The croak of a cry Stifled By trembling lips Tear filled eyes Shimmer and dance By candlelight A breaking heart Coursing Through hollow veins Traces of you Linger Throughout the room My smile reserved Just for you Wilted Passion, replaced By fears Jilted Paradigms Of a relationship Shifted Emotions… Drifted Here we go again Trying to piece what’s left To un-feel the pain To unleash the cry To unshed the tears Bring back your
I am always the hunter Never the hunted Prowling the plane For my prey I am always the loner Never the settled Changing place Day by day Turn any corner You’ll see my mark On the souls that pass by me I make my move Before it gets dark & leave my scar For everyone to see Never the hunted Always the hunter I’m loosing my touch It seems to me I’ve been shot & wounded By a harmless drifter Nothing is really As it seems to be!
When I’m taking my final breath I wonder if I’ll have regrets I’m sure I will, I have no doubt I’d regret what I could have lived without The fancy car, The diamond ring The trendy bag, All that bling I guess I could have toned it down Now that I’m a few feet from the ground I know in heaven, I would have no place Without God’s love and bountiful grace He gives me solace; He hears my pleas In this, my desperate time of need I am dipped in sin; I reek of fault As I approach, n
Here comes the night Out of mind Out of sight Here comes the loneliness Here comes the void Here comes the emptiness Of a pillow soiled Here comes the dread Of a lonely bed A million voices in your head Here come the morbid thoughts Here comes the gaping well Here come the tears that stream Here lay the dying dreams Here come the nightly terrors Come and face the truthful mirrors Here comes your well of horrors Here comes your treasure of sorrows Clutch your pillow Eyes shut
Oh canyon deep Oh mountain steep Can anybody hear me weep? I am but a shadow I am but a speck I am but a fleck In the universe trek My void is so big So deep So wide It could swallow the universe And have room inside I weep for the child I weep for the girl I weep for the bride who beamed with pride And when my tears are all dried up then I breathe and sigh and weep again For the dreams that were For the promises made For the vase that broke For the smiling babe I weep for wh