Now Playing: End of the World
Poem written for me by a friend of mine. He's a good singer/father/husband.
Poems - NOTE: The dates are wrong. You read at your own discretion.
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Saturday, 5 January 2008
Poem written by a friend for me
Now Playing: End of the World Poem written for me by a friend of mine. He's a good singer/father/husband.
Sunday, 18 November 2007
The snow falls softly around her Covering the sins of the world Muting the cries of pain She looks up into the dark void above her Feeling the soft flakes land on her face Like the gentle caress of a lover Time slows to a stop As the curtain of snow blocks out the world Closing her eyes she listens to nothing Feeling the flakes melt as they fall upon her She shivers as the cold penetrates her body How long will she stand there How long will she wait Until they are together again Until they connect as once was
A girl of young age Wakes in the night Seeing her mother pack She starts to cry Asking her, "What are you doing?" To her child she says, "Leaving." Knowing nothing to do the girl only watches Her mother packs and walks out the door Crying she goes to her brother and father Telling them she watched and did nothing Crying as she does The both attack her saying "Why didn't you stop her?!" She merely cries as she sits there Thinking, 'It's all my fault. Why didn't I do anything?' Only months later to be convinced By the one supposed to protect her The she was thrown out by the father Convinced of this lie The little girl pushes him away Only to find later that it was a lie Too late does this child grow to be wise Wise of the fact that her mother lied to her Wise to the fact that this family sworn to protect her Is the one thing she always has and always will Need protection from
Tuesday, 23 October 2007
Earth
The world is giving up on itself We are giving up on the world Always it’s maybe the grass is greener on the other side Always they are saying Well maybe the grass is greener over there We want what they have They want what we have We abuse the land She continues to provide for us But how much longer before she says Enough!
Sunday, 14 October 2007
Split Personalities
She is the dark While I am the light She is the unleashed darkness hidden inside While I am the condemned living inside She is the fantasy While I am the reality She'll break your heart While I put it together again She'll push you over the edge While I pull you back and keep you safe She is the beast within Trying to break free While I am the other Trying to run away But together we are one
Posted by babygirl2you
at 4:07 PM PDT
Updated: Sunday, 14 October 2007 4:12 PM PDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post He comes to her in the night He wraps his arms around her Sheltering her from harm Protecting her Guarding her Nourishing her You are safe he says He tightens his grasp She in enveloped in his arms She is safe from all She is home
He comes to her in the night And whispers in her ear You are the only One who understands me One who I want One I need You are my all
He is the dark She is the light He is the night She is the light She is his only He is hers too Together they are one
Come To Me
Do not come to me to say how you will fuck me this way and that. Don't come to me to tell me what you'll do to me Once you've learned how to seduce me under the full moon and whisper what I want to hear and not what you have learned from watching porn - Come say hi. When you have learned true passion - Come say hi. When you know that a soft touch can do more for a person than a quickie - Come to me. When you have learned how a soft breath on your neck can cause shudders - Come to me. And when you've learned how a soft kiss on your neck can melt ice - Come to me. When you've learned how it feels to surrender to another - Come to me. When you have the power to make me surrender to you without even touching me, but with a look - Come to me. When you know that the secret to me is with but a hand on the small of my back - Come to me Come to me, but know that only one will ever have the power to make me surrender. Only one will have the strength to caress me under the full moon on the beach. Only one will ever take hold of my wild spirit and make me stay. Only one will ever make me theirs.
Posted by babygirl2you
at 11:48 AM PDT
Updated: Sunday, 14 October 2007 11:52 AM PDT Post Comment | View Comments (2) | Permalink | Share This Post Saturday, 13 October 2007
Stolen Soul
She let's him get close Maybe this time'll be okay She's okay at first Then she says no Yet he invades her He doesn't listen She loses herself more and more Every second that he continues She's not aware of what's happening Because she's already checked out She's already gone She's been through this before She's checked out cause that's what you do Only to check in once he's done The part that he stole doesn't come back Will it ever be okay Will it ever come back? She's tired of losing the never ending battle How many more will steal what little is left of her soul?
Saturday, 22 September 2007
I've successfully managed to push everyone away So much so that now, when I need someone They are not here All I want is "someone" to just wrap their arms around me and say . . . I'm here. Then, just don't let me go.
Posted by babygirl2you
at 7:16 PM PDT
Updated: Saturday, 22 September 2007 7:19 PM PDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Sunday, 16 September 2007
Quote
"You will never find the answer until you ask the question." KI "Picture the life that you want and that image will become fact." "Make a decision, even if it's wrong." "You can never undo the past, only change the future." KI "Nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent." Eleanor Roosevelt It took me a long time not to judge myself through someone else's eyes. ~Sally Field
Whether you think you can or think you can't - you are right. ~Henry Ford Confidence comes not from always being right but from not fearing to be wrong. ~Peter T. Mcintyre Sex appeal is fifty percent what you've got and fifty percent what people think you've got. ~Sophia Loren A gold medal is a nice thing - but if you're not enough without it, you'll never be enough with it. ~From Cool Runnings Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. ~Marianne Williamson Men are not against you; they are merely for themselves. ~Gene Fowler, Skyline, 1961 Laugh like nobody is listening
Posted by babygirl2you
at 11:52 AM PDT
Updated: Sunday, 16 September 2007 12:05 PM PDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Saturday, 1 September 2007
Quote's
Only when you let go and lose control
~K I~
Don't put love out there ~K I~
Saturday, 18 August 2007
I'm sorry that I never called you when I wanted to Im sorry that I never turned to you when I needed to That I managed to push you away when I needed you near That I never told you you inspire in me The will to be better Just so that you would be proud of me The will to keep going The will to survive
Tuesday, 7 August 2007
Standing on the beach she holds his hand Smiling he looks down at her Giving a slight squeeze to her small hand As if to to say I am here She feels a comfort only he can provide He's looking at the most beautiful woman he's even seen The woman that he wants to be with until the day he dies The wind blows her hair as the sun begins to set She smiles at him and looks around Nobody else around but them and few friends She wears a simple white flowing dress To his casual pants and shirt Her eyes sparkle in the sunset As she takes a deep breath of the ocean air The strong hand holds hers tight as the priest asks, "Who gives this woman?" In her heart and soul she hears a distant father say, "I do." In her ear she hears a brother say, "I do." The priest begins his speech As she looks at the man beside her She feels that he is as happy as she She never thought this day would come to pass The past a long hard road But now she sees a future ahead Long wished and awaited for Of a happiness that only they together could have
Posted by babygirl2you
at 11:47 AM PDT
Updated: Tuesday, 7 August 2007 12:09 PM PDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Would they notice if I were gone If I walked out the door Never to return Would they notice Would they miss me if I were gone Would they try to stop me If they knew I were leaving Would they miss me Would they tell me - I want you to stay If they thought they'd never see me again What could they say If I were already gone and it were to late Would they notice if I were gone
Posted by babygirl2you
at 11:41 AM PDT
Updated: Thursday, 9 August 2007 7:23 PM PDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Remember me Not as I am But as I was Remember me When all is lost And darkness creeps in Remember me To brighten the dark Remember me When I am gone Remember me And know I will always be there
Posted by babygirl2you
at 10:53 AM PDT
Updated: Tuesday, 7 August 2007 10:58 AM PDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Liquid crystals silently falling in the night Unheard in the quiet Unseen in the dark Quietly falling one after the other Disappearing into the night Come mornings light all unknown Wiped away have the cystals been All to disguise the loss within Sun shines once again Through the windows to her soul What happens in the night stays a secret Between her and the moon Only to happen once again Once darkness fades the light of the day And of the windows to her soul
Posted by babygirl2you
at 10:45 AM PDT
Updated: Tuesday, 7 August 2007 10:53 AM PDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Saturday, 4 August 2007
She wishes she had a time machine
Posted by babygirl2you
at 7:41 PM PDT
Updated: Saturday, 4 August 2007 7:50 PM PDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Friday, 3 August 2007
Slowly she fades away
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