Its just going thru my head |
Ive made bad choices.For too long have I passed on who should be Mrs. Right, for Miss Right Now.I think for a while I was scared by what could happen with this person.What if she wasnt into to me or w...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Jul 2009 00:12:00 GMT |
Maybe to Understand ME |
By Chris BalladTHE OTHER day I was athome, flipping back and forth between a Lakers game and a NorthCarolina game, when my 2 ½-year-old daughter came sprinting into theroom. She slid to a ha...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Mar 2009 23:07:00 GMT |
And Yet |
Quiet, dark, safe place No great worries No bad memories Breathing, eating, living done for you BLINDING LIGHT! Pushed out into this cruel world, One of destruction, pain and death. Sur...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Jul 2008 11:01:00 GMT |
:) |
I stand in the bright summer sun, Surrounded by people all talking, Far, far from alone, Flashing smiles at the ones who pass And giving them kind glances. Tenderly holding her hand& And yet: ...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 16:29:00 GMT |
The Moving Storm |
The Moving Storm I lay in the rain soaked grass, Gazing up into the summer blackness Counting the emerging shimmers of light As the dreary clouds fade back into the darkness. Far off lights fill ...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 21:35:00 GMT |
Bad Dreams (Poem) |
Bad Dreams, No Sleep, Cold Sweats, Horrid Nights.
Blood stain...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 20:14:00 GMT |
New Poem |
Dear Girl Dear Girl. Deep Breath, Small Grin, Short Thought: Emotions Were Never Taught, Every Bit Out Of Control. Taste Of The Cold, Talk Through My Fear. Falling Tear, Forced Smile. Under...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Nov 2007 20:42:00 GMT |
Another new poem... |
The Inner MeInside me there is a secret place that exists within my soul. It's where my love lives and anger grows. In it my love is pure, and my anger rages. Scars cover it from being cut deep wit...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Nov 2007 19:37:00 GMT |
Poem... it needs a tittle |
It needs a new title... any suggestions are welcome... I don't really like this poem but supposedly it is gonna be published....Dream White lilies surround you. Surround you in a never-ending fi...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 20:53:00 GMT |
Poem I wrote for class |
"The Broken Promise" by Keegan Hoover As I lie listening to the blood pulsing through my veins, tears begin to form in my brown eyes. I cannot stop thinking about the promise you broke. I...
Posted by on Mon, 21 May 2007 22:21:00 GMT |
