Your eyes pull me in,
They beg me to stay,
If not for tomorrow,
Then at least for today.
Your arms hold me tight,
They tell me, "Don't go,"
I just can't say yes,
But I just can't say no.
Your lips make me promises,
I know they won't keep,
I'll pretend I believe them,
As I drift off to sleep.
TLA 7/17/16
Just my writing and I. It may not be good, but it's been my life for all these years. Every poem tells another story of my life. All poems/writings are copyrighted.
Sunday, July 17, 2016
Sunday, July 3, 2016
Darkness (7/3/16)
It may have started out as love,
But that's not where it ends,
It ends in hate and misery,
No longer lovers, no longer friends.
Lies create a chasm,
Where the light can never touch,
The darkness slowly closes in,
The heart can only take so much.
The love, it slowly fades away,
Hate will take its place,
The heart is filled with darkness,
And filled with empty space.
TLA 5/17/16-7/3/16
But that's not where it ends,
It ends in hate and misery,
No longer lovers, no longer friends.
Lies create a chasm,
Where the light can never touch,
The darkness slowly closes in,
The heart can only take so much.
The love, it slowly fades away,
Hate will take its place,
The heart is filled with darkness,
And filled with empty space.
TLA 5/17/16-7/3/16
Two Sides of the Same Coin (7/3/26)
We are two sides of the same coin,
Different but still the same,
Approaching from different directions,
Both living with the shame.
I can't ever seem to stop,
And you can't seem to start,
Both with a common enemy,
That rips our lives apart.
We vow each day to stand our ground,
Each day a new day to begin,
Searching for strength to discover,
The strength that lies within.
So, my friend, give me your hand,
And we will hold on tight,
As we battle this common enemy,
And never give up the fight.
TLA 5/20/16-7/3/16
Different but still the same,
Approaching from different directions,
Both living with the shame.
I can't ever seem to stop,
And you can't seem to start,
Both with a common enemy,
That rips our lives apart.
We vow each day to stand our ground,
Each day a new day to begin,
Searching for strength to discover,
The strength that lies within.
So, my friend, give me your hand,
And we will hold on tight,
As we battle this common enemy,
And never give up the fight.
TLA 5/20/16-7/3/16
Another Time (7/3/16)
If we had met in another time,
Or in another place,
Would you ever have been mine,
When you gazed upon my face?
Or would you still have walked away,
In another direction,
Looking for something I'll never possess,
Still looking for perfection.
Could you look beyond my flaws,
And see me standing there,
Or would you simply pass me by,
Completely unaware?
TLA 4/13/16-7/3/16
Or in another place,
Would you ever have been mine,
When you gazed upon my face?
Or would you still have walked away,
In another direction,
Looking for something I'll never possess,
Still looking for perfection.
Could you look beyond my flaws,
And see me standing there,
Or would you simply pass me by,
Completely unaware?
TLA 4/13/16-7/3/16
Long Ago (7/3/16)
If I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep,
But never woke again,
Would you wish you hadn't let me go,
And turned away a friend?
Would you have held onto me tight,
And never let me go?
Or would you do what you already did,
For reasons I still don't know?
If I never woke again,
Would you even mourn?
Would a tear escape your eye,
Would your heart be torn?
Or have I been forgotten,
Just someone you used to know?
The someone you turned away from,
Just someone from long ago?
TLA 3/15/16-7/3/16
But never woke again,
Would you wish you hadn't let me go,
And turned away a friend?
Would you have held onto me tight,
And never let me go?
Or would you do what you already did,
For reasons I still don't know?
If I never woke again,
Would you even mourn?
Would a tear escape your eye,
Would your heart be torn?
Or have I been forgotten,
Just someone you used to know?
The someone you turned away from,
Just someone from long ago?
TLA 3/15/16-7/3/16
Monday, June 6, 2016
The Fool (6/6/16)
I am a fool to waste so many years,
Dreaming of you and waking with tears.
Day after day and night after night,
Trying to forget, but losing the fight.
Not wanting the memories of things that were said,
The ghost that is you won't get out of my head.
I want it buried and buried so deep,
So you can't visit the me in my sleep.
I want to wake up and never remember,
That night long ago; some time in November.
I don't want to remember the time that we spent,
Talking and laughing; your smile, your scent.
I want it all gone, I want it to go,
The memories of you from so long ago.
But the fool that I am, the fool I'll always be
Can never forget the words that you once said to me.
TLA 12/3/14-6/6/16
Dreaming of you and waking with tears.
Day after day and night after night,
Trying to forget, but losing the fight.
Not wanting the memories of things that were said,
The ghost that is you won't get out of my head.
I want it buried and buried so deep,
So you can't visit the me in my sleep.
I want to wake up and never remember,
That night long ago; some time in November.
I don't want to remember the time that we spent,
Talking and laughing; your smile, your scent.
I want it all gone, I want it to go,
The memories of you from so long ago.
But the fool that I am, the fool I'll always be
Can never forget the words that you once said to me.
TLA 12/3/14-6/6/16
Sunday, June 5, 2016
Aunt Mary (6/5/16)
It was a sad, sad day,
On that Sunday in May,
When all whispered goodbye,
But there was no reply.
Because her soul had flown,
Out to the great unknown,
This woman full of love,
Had left to rise above.
All the pain (so unfair),
Was no longer hers to bear,
Time had come for her to part,
This woman made of heart.
TLA 5/15/11-6/5/16
On that Sunday in May,
When all whispered goodbye,
But there was no reply.
Because her soul had flown,
Out to the great unknown,
This woman full of love,
Had left to rise above.
All the pain (so unfair),
Was no longer hers to bear,
Time had come for her to part,
This woman made of heart.
TLA 5/15/11-6/5/16
Memories (6/5/16)
And I cried all the way home,
Tears streaming down my face.
The road a blur as it passed on by,
With memories I can't outrace.
As much as I try, they just won't leave,
They cut deeper than a knife.
Just as they fade (the dreams) they come,
And breathe into them new life.
It's been too long for them to live,
Why won't they go away?
Why do they torture my heart and mind?
When will they fade into yesterday?
TLA 2/18/16-6/5/16
Tears streaming down my face.
The road a blur as it passed on by,
With memories I can't outrace.
As much as I try, they just won't leave,
They cut deeper than a knife.
Just as they fade (the dreams) they come,
And breathe into them new life.
It's been too long for them to live,
Why won't they go away?
Why do they torture my heart and mind?
When will they fade into yesterday?
TLA 2/18/16-6/5/16
Monday, May 23, 2016
Finding Strength (5/23/16)
Why can't I get out,
From under its grip,
Holding me tightly,
With never a slip.
Freedom is fleeting,
I can't get away,
Stuck in this moment,
Every night and day.
Will it ever end?
Can I overcome?
This thing that holds me,
What have I become?
I'm merely a slave,
Never in control,
But it all must end,
So I can be whole.
Do I have the strength?
Do I have the nerve?
Can I run away,
To what I deserve?
Somewhere I will find,
The strength that I need,
And never give up,
Until I succeed.
TLA 8/5/13-5/23/16
From under its grip,
Holding me tightly,
With never a slip.
Freedom is fleeting,
I can't get away,
Stuck in this moment,
Every night and day.
Will it ever end?
Can I overcome?
This thing that holds me,
What have I become?
I'm merely a slave,
Never in control,
But it all must end,
So I can be whole.
Do I have the strength?
Do I have the nerve?
Can I run away,
To what I deserve?
Somewhere I will find,
The strength that I need,
And never give up,
Until I succeed.
TLA 8/5/13-5/23/16
Sunday, May 22, 2016
The Book Beside the Bed (5/22/16)
The book was still beside your bed,
The songs were still inside my head,
The words combined, both heard and said,
Promises of what lie ahead.
Then all was dashed that fateful night,
I climbed your stairs for some insight,
Instead was ordered from your sight,
Forced out for some imagined slight.
Tears were blinding as they fell,
And no one there with which to tell,
Wanting only to scream and yell,
There was no ending, no farewell.
That is how it stands to this day,
Books and songs never go away,
The words are there but they betray,
Left with nothing more to say.
TLA 4/25/11-5/22/16
The songs were still inside my head,
The words combined, both heard and said,
Promises of what lie ahead.
Then all was dashed that fateful night,
I climbed your stairs for some insight,
Instead was ordered from your sight,
Forced out for some imagined slight.
Tears were blinding as they fell,
And no one there with which to tell,
Wanting only to scream and yell,
There was no ending, no farewell.
That is how it stands to this day,
Books and songs never go away,
The words are there but they betray,
Left with nothing more to say.
TLA 4/25/11-5/22/16
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