The end of a relationship and beginning of anotherHate left me. Love found me.
As darkness fallsAs darkness fallsand land lies still,the human heartand stubborn willmust travel onto reach it's goal.It's hard to quenchthat thirsting soul.You find the trailand count each breath -secure in life,no fear of death...The stars shine downin certainty.You step intoeternity...
I Tried To Write A Poem...i tried to write a poema poem just for Youbut when i sought to find the wordslike hummingbirds, they flew!i tried to bake some cookiesa dozen, just for Youbut before they hit the ovenwe'd shared the yummy gooi tried to paint a picturea picture just for Youbut the colors all ran out of linelike sunlight through the dewi tried to plant a gardenwildflowers, just for Youbut when i'd tilled and sown the soiltoo tall for me they grew!i tried to find a treasurea treasure just for Youbut when i looked inside the chesti found a gift from Youi tried to tell a storya mystery, just for Youbut when i lost the villain's trail'twas You who found the cluei tried to catch some firefliesgreen starlight, just for Youbut you smiled, and set the lightning freewhen i brought my lamp to Youi tried to find the perfect shella conch shell, just for Youbut all i found were little starswho tickled like You do!i tried to find an angelan angel just for Youbut when i told her who Yo
Drifting Dreams, Not Meant To BeThe words that he spoke seemedto stain her lips with nothing but dreams.Things that she wanted, felt that she needed.Forever leaving empty hands grasping forsomething that was never meant to be.
What RemainedHalf asleep, Itraced the edges of starswith my trembling fingertips,and that shimmering dustleft on the ridges of my fingerswere the only remnantsof my existence
Forgotten LaundryMy dirty regrets are piledon top of the washing machinenever to be clearedawayIt's because you clungto me like lintand wouldn't let gothat I am stuck herelike chewed gum onthe pavementI confess:I still think about you at leastonce a dayThough I scrub and scrubuntil my flesh turns raw,the stains you lefton my heart stillwon't fade away becausethe change slipped underneaththe couch cushions againI'm always too lazyto pull it out,but I guess I was the onewho dropped it in thefirst place