Of all the things I could be today, I choose to be HAPPY, And attract love my way. Happy, happy. Lord, I choose to be happy.
After much procrastination and a short delay, I am proud to announce that volume ONE of two in my #Moods Series, Before The Sunshine, is now available for sale! Sold directly through Amazon.com with no third-party sellers, this short poetry collection is available for $7. As is all of my work, Before The Sunshine is… Read More
Mini-Collection number 1 in my #Moods Series. To date, my moods have swung from high to low and back again in ways that I could only explain when putting my pen to paper. Tentatively, there will be four or five of these mini #Poetry collections, all to be released this year. Each expressing one set… Read More
Wrap your wings around me, Console my aching heart that’s pounding wildly, Beating faster, and faster, as I sink back into the reality That you’re only in my imagination. Only in my imagination.
If I closed my eyes and wished hard enough maybe you’d be standing beside me when I opened them again Life would be much grander if I could feel your loving embrace to hear your voice etch itself in my memory
I sat up for hours, watching the sky convincing myself that I had no reason to cry didn’t need a goodbye feeding myself the lies, “I’m fine” I’m fine When inside I’m dying searching for new ways to cope and get by new ways to brush these feelings aside to disguise the pain I… Read More
Even she cries. Yes, the one who wears the big smile. The one who glows like a ray of sunshine. The one whose joy holds back a million lies.
They don’t even care to see the pain I struggle to hide deep within me. “Suck it up”, learn how to deal, they say with ease, without knowing it’s my soul they slowly kill. They don’t want to know. They don’t even care to see.
So many things going through my head, I find myself wishing I could disappear instead of being left to deal with the problems of others toppling on my shoulders. Strangled, feeling smothered. Nowhere to run, no one to turn to, left to cry lonely teardrops in a world turned misty blue. Alone, afraid.… Read More
It was all smoke and mirrors, the facade you showed. That confidence and swagger that caused me to stagger, as my feelings began to grow and my common sense went out the door. Still, I needed more, made myself believe you were indeed made for me, and all your lies were the truth.… Read More