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” In my shadow “
in my shadow , i feel so dark .
looking in my mirror i see that
my eyes have lost their spark.
i stand here in the streets of my
own past, stuck here , hoping that
my shadowed thoughts wont last.
i ask myself why i feel this way
as i watch the tree’s dance and sway.
trying so hard to show me the way ,
i smile as if i feel their vibration, like
a song , a melody with out ryme or
reason .
i look deep inside , looking for my
wings of flight pushing away all
this false reason.
the answer is right there for the
taking , my soul singing in delite
, as i take my first flight towards
all that i have not forsaken.
which is my birth right as i walk out
of the shadow away from my past,
never looking back.
as i look into the light .
my freedom is my right .
my wisdom is my third sight.
as i claim what is mine,
that of which is my birthright .
5-8-12
“Why This Pain”
Why do I feel this way .
Why this pain
Why do I shed these tears .
What do I fear, when your forgiving
Love is near
Why this pain when I close
My eyes
A tear streaming down my cheek like
Razor-sharp glass.
I just want to wipe out the
Past.
Alcohol in my hand , makes me feel like I can.
As my eyes go crazy, jerky, hazy .
Why this pain
I need another drink, so I can sit here
and write and think.
“when I think Of You”
I stand here in heaven looking down
Watching you
I wish I can just spread my wings
and fly too you , but
like you , I must wait too.
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As I stand here looking out onto the
ocean blue wishing
I can be up there with you
I stand here wishing you was near
As I shed a single tear.
my soul sings the blue’s , I know my time
will come to be with you
I know I must wait too.
some day my heart will sing
and my soul will spread its wings .
Until then my heart will wait
As I think of you .
“Empty pain”
look into my eyes, see the pain
you caused ?.
My soul an empty wasteland without life.
Darkness falls, I feel nothing, like a rose that could not shed its thorns.
I touch it, feel its sorrow pricking me,
hmmmmm, did I feel that?!
I ask so many times and yet you say nothing.
do I deserve no answers ?, is this a test of faith ?
one should wonder.
so i walk down a new path holding the rose of the dead,
blood dripping from my finger tips from
where the thorns had stuck.
and so I move one, I alone will decide my own fate, my destiny and my eternity.
so if this displeases you , then show your self.
Deserve it, earn it, or say nothing.
I am the key, you are the lock.
so tell me,
what are you going to do ?.
“DREAMS”
I sit here feeling alone,
thinking why I wonder, in my dreams
I’m flying up in the universe
surrounded by the stars, its brightness quenching my soul,
glorifying in its wonder.
its Almighty power giving me the
strength
to go on in forgiveness.
A silver thread trailing beneath me pulling me back.
I awake with a new purpose, its to understand and also to find you
only to fall into a sadness tha I will only know and Hear your wings take flight .
only then will I learn to fly.
“If a Rose Could Talk”
If a rose could talk what would it say ?
will you love me , will you stay ?
what do I have to do to be the rose in your heart ?
What do I have to give to make your
bloom this way ?
what can I say to make to make your hurt go
away ?
when you touch me my soul aches with
renewal of life a new day.
your sorrow saddens me like the dew on my leaves like tears.
pick me to lead you the way
let me touch your face as the moon light sings you too sleep
let my roots embrace you with
passion and longing,
let my will bring back a long forgotten memory
to a time of truth, a time of power, too a time when
we were one with destiny and a path of strength.
If a rose could talk what would it say ?
will you love me?, will you stay ?.
“Rose of tears“
The rose sits there
doing nothing,
showing no flaw,
no emotion,
nothing at all.
But tears of dew.
I stand and ponder
why, looking down
with a sigh why a
rose would start to cry.
So I reach to touch
its sorrow, only to
feel why with a tear
from my own eye.
Now I sigh with emotion
like the rose.
Deep down I’ve always
known the purpose of
the rose.
Is not sorrow,
nor pain , love
is all it has ever shown,
to gain. The message in a tear
“my soul to keep”
my soul to keep , is mine to share .
even though your love seems far away ,
your guiding love shows the way
it blooms inside and there it stays.
its purpose to show the way.
the darkness that tries to become my shadow
i leave behind as i walk toward the light.
my soul to keep , is mine to share.
in my sleep i will dream the ways
and of those i hold dear , the memories i
have brings a single tear.
people i love have gone to
heaven, someday i will be there.
i know i must wait and so i shall,
i know i will meet you there.
my soul to keep , is mine to share
but with you i will share, every love ,
every memory , as i leave all behind
to be with all i hold dear , knowing that
you will be there.
yes i will wait for those i love,
i will wait for you most of all.
my soul to keep , is mine to share .
knowing that you will be there.
My Mind, My Imagination. 