I cried on the way home from work today. It may be that the weather was perfect, my sinuses were killing me, and I hated being there. I’m not sure I wanted to go home. I didn’t know where I wanted to go. I just feel lonely everywhere. There’s no connection to anything. There’s no… Continue reading The hardest thing to do, is break your own heart
I wear a mask It shows a smile Hurting all the while, I wear a mask to hide the scars, From love lost and wishing on stars. With deep dimples, Smiles keep it simple, “He’s obviously enjoying himself.” The mask makes it easy to hide, To swallow my pride, deep inside Since I have no… Continue reading I wear a mask
Honey eyes are my demise, Get stuck in your sticky spies. Black night hair and porcelain skin, Like a star longing to be drawn in. Cold and shiverings; caught in the rain, My wish to do something to ease the cold’s pain.
She sees the beauty, But I see the pain. A lone flower in the field, Blowing in the wind. She sees the beauty, But I see the pain. A baby’s first cry for his mother. She sees the beauty, But I see the pain. The actor giving the performance of his life. She sees the… Continue reading She Sees The Beauty
Looking into passion’s eyes, I run my fingers along your thighs. With lustful air, I smell your hair. With desire’s sin, I taste your skin If you hate me, tell me lies. If you love me close your eyes, That I may kiss you, That with such passion forever, That I may love you.
A field of perfect roses, and I’d still pick you. Mysteries, locked in your eyes, I could stare and search for hours. Beethoven went deaf, but so was I, until I heard your voice. Every morning, the sun rises like your smile. Remembrances of you keep me safe, to return to you and hold you… Continue reading A field of perfect roses
Samantha a poem before you sleep, To make your dreams nice and your slumber deep. May all your hopes and wishes come true, And the sun be bright the next time it shines for you. May you have open arms that care, And friendship to share, And love to last a lifetime through. So when… Continue reading Samantha a poem before you sleep