My love stands true
My love stands strong
My love is an anchor
To help you along
I’ll carry your burdens
I’ll reach for your hand
I’ll travel beside you
Into new lands
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More Trust
If the world be taken from me
And all I have is dust
I will pray on my knees
I will pray for more trust
To know you are my father
And I am your child
You will never forsake me
I’ll never run wild
I will pray for more joy
I will pray for more love
I will pray for your grace
And more trust from above
Betrayal
Uncontrolled fingers
Run across blank slates
Releasing captive thoughts
Flying wild across
Unsuspecting landscapes
I hold my tongue
I tape my mouth
I blind my eyes
But fingers pried free
Betray
Prayer for Patience
I am waiting for love
I am waiting for Thee
I am waiting for patience
I am waiting to see
What thou hast in store for me
What thou heart has planned
The depth of thy mercy
The grace from thy hand
I am waiting, dear Lord
Hear my soul prayer
Grant me thy vision
Lend me thy ear
So I could hear fully
And I could know trust
That thy way is best
I will wait if I must
I love you
And I don’t care if you know it, because all I do is write poetry and books and blogs and not even tell you, and what is my life worth anyway if I can’t even tell you how I feel, and I loved you from when I first set eyes on you and you took my breath away, and I loved you from when I traced my fingers over your lips and you kissed me in the sweetest moment, and I loved every moment that we spent alone together, and in the end I hated the ghosting, and it’s over now, and I still
Love you
I Write
Each day I live
Every breath I take
Words fall from my fingers
Color my tears
Sketch my hopes
Outline my fears
Highlight my joys
I am and therefore
I write
Exciting Things
Good, positive, exciting things
Please come my way
Lift me up
Carry my tears away
I know you will
I know you’re there
I’ve called your name
I’m out to meet you
Come here to stay
Solitary Pillow
I am filled with so much pain
A torment sitting right behind my eyes
Threatening to push out the well of tears
I hold back the gates, force them to stay closed
A lone drop escapes and falls
Leaving a smudge against the
Solitary pillow
Expand my World
My world is so small
I invite the universe
To expand my vision
Infinitely
I Miss Him
I thought I saw him today but I was mistaken, but before I was mistaken I felt that jolt in my stomach of butterflies, and then I thought I heard him and this time I was not mistaken, he appeared out of nowhere all cheerful and with people and then disappeared again so quickly, he never greeted and I never greeted, and my heart is broken, the pieces are scattered all over the floor because I simply
Miss him
