Wednesday, February 23, 2011

It's Your Fault

It’s Your Fault…*
It's your fault
that I'm crying
here alone in my bed
It's your fault
I believed all those
things that you said

It's your fault
I am lonely
vulnerable, scared
it's your fault
I feel foolish
thinking you cared

It's your fault
my heart opened
& showed you inside
It's your fault
now I'm broken
and wanting to hide

It's your fault
I may never
smile, laugh or play
It's your fault
I'm so sad
and feel so betrayed

It's your fault
that you'll never
be back in my bed
It's your fault
my heart's broken
and intimacy I dread

It's your fault
I say good-bye
and please go to hell
It's your fault
I'll not say ever
that I wish you well

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Love light

Love Light

I often thought
I was alone
until the day
your love light
shone
You scooped me up
and took me home

You showed me
love
you held me tight
while stars above
lit the night
squeeze me, dear,
with all your might

You're kind
and bold
my heart you hold
no secrets here are left untold

You know me
best
unlike the rest
with hearts at stake
you never jest

I often thought
I was alone
until the day
your love light
shone
You scooped me up
and took me home

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Who Am I?

Who Am I?

Mother
Daughter
Sister
Wife
So many roles
Define my life.

Secretary
Administrator
Paralegal
Assistant
So many roles
Yet not one consistent.

Conventional
Classy
Sexy or
Sassy
Conformist
Rebellion
Straight-laced
Or hellion

Traditional
New-Age
Goth
Repressed rage

So many directions
Am I all or just one?
Many combined partials?
Or really, just none?

I’ve dabbled in many
Perhaps faked even more
All that’s now certain
Is I don’t know which door
Opens to me
And all I can be
But I need to be free
So the world can all see

Who am I?

Friday, February 11, 2011

Enslaved

I long to be
Forever smoke free
But nicotine calls
And before it I fall
I'm weak in the knees
And everyone sees
That I'm in a rut
A slave to the smoking butt

Monday, February 7, 2011

I Hate That You've Missed

I hate that you've missed...

I hate that you've missed
so many school dances
I hate that you've missed
how your little girl prances

I hate that you've missed
swimming on sunny days
I hate that you've missed
report cards with "A's"

I hate that you've missed
how her hair's grown so long
I hate that you've missed
her first made-up song

I hate that you've missed
all your boys' charms
I hate that you've missed
healing broken arms

I hate that you've you missed
me trying to replace wipers
I hate that you've missed
her outgrowing diapers

I hate that you've missed
Christmas this year
I hate that you've missed
so much happening here

All I can say
is I've known every day
if it were up to you
you'd be here too

The army's your job
but family your life
and I'm really so proud
that I am your wife

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Tattered and Bruised

Tattered and Bruised*
I can't eat, I can't sleep
I'm again so confused
about you, me and him,
my mind's tattered and bruised
I've loved him so long
but it's just not quite right
I lie here alone
and think of you every night
I met you but once
what a fabulous day!
We talked and we laughed
we clicked right away
though we live miles apart
we're so close, and it seems
wherever I am
you're there in my dreams
don't give up on me, baby,
I'll be honest and true
if things work out well
I'll be there with you
because of the past
I owe him one last try
if we can't work it out
I'll be home and stop by
with things so uncertain
I can't ask you to wait
if we're meant to be
it will be up to Fate
remember this, love,
you are never alone,
and as soon as I can
I will come back home

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Undecided

Undecided*
I hope the decision
I've made is quite right
I hate being without you
alone every night
I lie in the dark
and rationalize things
I stare at my phone
and pray that it rings
I need to let go
yet I want you to fight
and say what we have
is pure and all right
perhaps if we'd met
at some other time
things would be perfect
and work out just fine
at this point I know
it will only cause pain
as much as I want to
I can't see you again
good byes are so awful,
so final, so stern
but the fire you've ignited
forever will burn

Friday, February 4, 2011

You Were There

You were there

Ah, your face
On my eyelids it’s traced
Your sexy smile
I hadn’t seen for a while
You were there
When I was fearful
Your wit and your charm
Made me cheerful
Hadn’t seen you for so long
Was afraid it would go wrong
I was sick and so scared
Your eyes told me you cared
Into your arms I melted
Lost in your scent
I cried for hours
When away again you went
What kept me going
Was always knowing
No matter what
Your love have I got

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Life Inside a Bottle

Life Inside a Bottle

I live my whole life
Inside a glass bottle –
People can see me,
Admire me,
But cannot touch me.
I, likewise, can see people
Happy and laughing
Outside my bottle.
I can see and admire them
But I cannot touch them –
Will not touch them.
From inside my glass bottle
I can see life
As I long for it to be.
Yet I remain
In this little glass bottle
Where I am safe…
From hurt;
From emotion;
But where I lack love
And remain ever lonely.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Evil Beguiled

Evil Beguiled

The light
is my captor;
my freedom
is night.

My rapture -
to feed
on souls
that I capture…

My bidding?
I am Unholy -
all good I
am ridding!

These worlds,
my dark side -
so wicked,
as evil unfurls.

You can but run
from fangs of wrath…
Wither and die,
baking in sun.

Angel has lost
her pure gold soul,
ne'er again whole
as away it is tossed…

Unholy now wins!
This evil beguiled,
out running wild,
strength through sin…

'Til we meet again!

Reflections

Reflections

I stare at the reflection
but what do I see?
A tireless mother
doing for others
before looking after me...

I stare at the reflection
but what do I see?
A tireless wife
who so loves her life
being who she wants to be...

I stare at the reflection
but what do I see?
A most loyal friend
who is true to the end
like sisters & soul-mates are we...

I stare at the reflection
but what do I see?
A daughter whose love
is matched but from above
and knows how much they love me...

I stare at the reflection
but what do I see?
A tireless sister
whose siblings have missed her
but know how I long to be free...

I stare at the reflection
but what do I see?
A woman with desire
whose heart's set afire
with all things she knows she can be...

I stare at the reflection
but what do I see?
Deep recesses of my heart
where I made this new start
and for once I truly see ME...

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

A Song of Praise

A Song of Praise



I’m so proud of you, love
And the job that you do
Yet it’s so dangerous at times
That I’m worried too

I know that I’m selfish
‘cuz I hate when you’re gone
I’ve tried to be better
Understanding and strong

The truth of the matter
Is quite simply this:
I love you so much!
It’s you that I miss!

I know that leaving
Wasn’t your choice
It makes me melt
When I hear your voice

I know you’d be home
If it were up to you
Just know that you’re loved
For all that you do