Delicate China Doll
10/10/2015
I am a - delicate- china doll
And you have no idea how - disturbing -
It is to sit on a - cushioned - shelf
And watch - silently the culminating
Effort - of those working - hard
On projects around me,
While - incapable - I perch
Up on high - to see -
And record - in my thoughts - what
Others do - and achieve.
But I am - not - free to try
My own ideas of which I conceive
Of - little projects they - may - seem
But like an ephemeral cloth - I am fragile,
And though I try my best to hold onto strength,
Using this porcelain body - is futile.
So instead I watch - patiently,
Waiting for the day - when maybe
My body will no longer - of china - be made
And I can finally be - free -
To do as I wish-
And move - as - I - like
And fight - my own - fight
And lose - this perpetual - anguish.
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Sunday, October 11, 2015
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
When They Walk Out the Door
When They Walk Out
the Door
5/26/2015
The
worst feeling one can possibly have
Is
to see the one you love most, walk out the door
And
you don’t know when they might be back.
To
let go of that hand is the worst thing of all
Whether
they come back to you or not
Really
isn’t your call.
So
you wait and you wait until you see them again
And
you can’t help but smile when you see their face
But
then you must go on and pretend
Like
everything is going to be alright,
You
have to take a deep breath
And
put up a righteous and glorious fight
To
not succumb to the pain and show the tears
And
to keep a tight hold on your secret
And
put a leash on all of your fears
So
the one you love most will not worry
And
stop to make the goodbye longer
So
instead you push and try to make them hurry
Out
the door when all you want is to be together
But
you have no choice or it will be harder
So
instead you try to be wise and clever
And
get them to leave faster and be on their way
So
you can cry and hurt by yourself
And
hope to see them again another day.
But
the one you love notices
They
always do,
They
can see the hurt on your face
And
the sadness too,
So
they don’t walk out that door
They
don’t walk away
Instead
they stay and dry your tears
And
at least for a little longer they choose to stay.
They
make everything better
And
though it may feel like you will never
See
their face again
You
don’t have to hold tight and pretend
Because
they will ease away the pain
And
help you keep yourself sane
Before
they step out that door
And
promise to see you because your face they adore.
They
will kiss your lips
And
promise it’s not the apocalypse
They
will always come back
And
kept your heart intact
For
they love you most of all
And
they will help you keep your head tall.
Monday, October 6, 2014
My Other Side
My Other Side
5/3/09
My
heart was split
From
the moment of birth,
We
were two halves,
But
what were we worth?
To
those around us
We
were known as “the twins,”
We
were put together as one,
Like
a set of matching pins.
It
hurt me inside
To
not be thought of as whole,
But
she was most of what I had,
When
we were together I felt full.
We
may have been different
And
at times we fight,
But
whenever I need it
She
helped me through the night.
She
has always been with me,
Through
thick and thin,
She
has been my other side,
Whatever
my sin.
Saturday, October 4, 2014
If Only, If Only
If Only
11/7/05
If
only, if only
My
tears would run dry.
If
only, if only
Time
would pass by.
If
only, if only
I’d
get tired of crying,
If
only, if only,
I
didn’t feel like dying.
If
only, if only
I’d
live again.
If
only, if only
My
life would begin.
If
only, if only
I
could stop smiling.
If
only, if only
I
could stop lying.
My
life would change,
I
could cry freely,
I
could turn the page,
And
forget what they did to me.
They
did wrong to me,
I
wanted to cry,
I
was just a kid,
Why
wouldn’t time pass by?
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