Omission

Lies are not only those spoken
not only promises broken
also those kept hidden
omission and yet the same

The secrets kept in the dark
ones that eat away at the heart
knowing the truth saying it never
lies that reside in forever

Thinking it’s okay to keep them quiet
believing they are not really lies
because you never say them out loud
knowing they are yet keeping them still

It is the omission that tears the soul
eats away at the love that once was
even worse than those spoken
it’s the quiet lies that leave us broken

Happy

Whether or not one is happy is not a product of environment
what is happening to them, what they are going through
it has nothing to do with their struggles or joys
if someone hurt them or loved them

Whether or not one is happy has only to do with what they believe
what they allow to become manifest in their thoughts
what they allow to take over their minds
not their emotions, not their hearts

Whether or not one is happy is completely controlled within
it is not the without that affects how one feels
it is how they let the without affect how they think
happy is within their control

Just like being happy is within your control
what you think is manifest into how you feel
and no one, nothing, can make you feel anything unless you allow it
happy is as happy thinks….you choose whether or not to think happy

what will you choose today…..

Freaks

We are all just freaks inside
some on display some who hide
there’s always something just below
some in public some they don’t know

It could be something simple and small
or something waiting to consume all
the small voice never quiet
sometimes controlled sometimes a riot

We are all just freaks of one kind or another
some show the world some try to smother
the freaks we can live with and those we don’t
those we have as friends and those we won’t

Everyone all of us freaks in this life together
some still grounded yet others on a tiny tether
those who live easy and those who struggle not to die
some who seem quite normal and those who just wonder why

In end we are all freaks walking through this life
some who get along and some know only strife
those who feel love and others who know pain
yet and still beautiful freaks we are all again

Doors

There are doors in life that should never be opened
and doors that you wish you had
there are doors that take you to the wrong places
and doors that only make you sad

There are doors in life that are unanswered questions
never having been explored
and doors that let you learn and grow
and those that leave you bored

There are doors in life you’re too scared to open
for fear that you will fail to walk through
and those that steal away pieces of your soul
in ways you never knew

There are doors that lead to both good and bad
and those that lead to nowhere at all
doors that change your life and those that make you pay
and then some are just a bathroom stall

Shadows

And lo though I walk through this life with no regret

the shadows they follow me still

the past is gone but unforgotten as yet

it lingers at the corners against my will

 

And lo though I walk knowing it is better now

the stitches of the wounds remain

to completely erase rewind forget somehow

these things I cannot yet attain

 

And lo though I walk in love and light

the darkness that once was creeps in and out

even though I resist with all my might

just  a little twinge just a little doubt

 

And lo though I walk renewed and stronger

the shadows remain just out of reach

wishing them gone to be here no longer

but there are still lessons they must teach

Stitches

In the mending of a heart

the broken edges pieced and sewn

taking in all that broke apart

closing up the pain you’ve known

 

New people new feelings growing over the seams

stitches filling the rips of pain

the past that broke you now only dreams

time now taken to try to make you sane

 

Stitches felt only slightly with fingers of the soul

still there and yet less or so I’m told

seemingly now to be somewhat whole

the burning hot fire of the pain growing cold

 

In these stitches lie the hurts of the past

dreams broken love lost hope all gone

in the twilight now at last

my heart and it’s stitches all alone

Belief

Not the tangible something unseen

down deep inside in the in between

where others may doubt and not believe

your belief is not what they perceive

 

A life lived not for others or on what they say

for it is up to you to find another way

it is within your own mind the strength to find

to all others keep your belief blind

 

What lies within stronger than all that surrounds without

these people do not know what you are about

supposition rumor predisposed opinion mean nothing to you

it is only your soul that knows what is true

 

Belief in oneself comes inside through highs and lows

it comes in the places no one else knows

always it should come first from your own soul

never depend on others to make your belief whole

You Are My What

As I was going back through my MySpace blog copying over the poems I had written there, I came across the first poem I ever posted online in August 2006.  All those writings brought back so many memories.  So, I thought I would share my first one again :)

You are my shoulder…to lean on
You are my ears…that listen
You are my heart…that does not judge
You are my friend…

You are my laughter…that makes me happy
You are my calm…that gives me peace
You are my shelter…that makes me feel safe
You are my friend…

You are my hope…when I have none
You are my smile…when I cannot find mine
You are my dreams…when I need them
You are my friend…

You are my friend…yet so much more
You are my laughter, my peace, my hope
You are my friend…yet so much more

You are my lifeline…you are my friend

 

Rays

Rays of love reaching into my soul

making me happy making me whole

warming my spirit lifting my heart

staying with you never to part

 

Rays of love filling my need

the roots now growing from just a small seed

where once I was alone and searching for you

now I know love both old and brand new

 

Rays of love as fingers holding my spirit tight

guiding me through day leading me through night

wrapped in the blanket of a love so true

inside it there is only me there is only you

 

Rays of love never want to let them go

taking it simple taking it slow

knowing now what is true what is real

rays of love are all I want to feel

Whole

Taken as a whole life is quite complex

day to day the living not knowing what comes next

so many things leave little holes dents inside the soul

but then there are just a few that tend to make one whole

 

To have someone who loves you no matter what you are

to go with you each step of the way whether near or far

holding your hand holding your heart they never let you go

having someone that makes you whole is all you need to know

 

They can take all the dents all the holes and patch them over with a kiss

make you realize that there is nothing in this life you miss

for you have it all right in front of you love to fill the gaps

into the very soul of you each touch from them taps

 

Everything that was no longer means anything to me

as if the past the people there were dead you see

surrounded now by an envelope of love to feel

it makes me whole love’s power to heal

 

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