Sunday, June 2, 2013
Friday, July 1, 2011
Emptiness engulfing,
Like a hunter to it's prey.
No time to realize,
There is not another way.
Darkness lurks,
All around my soul.
The absence growing stronger,
And taking it's endless toll.
Fill the void, buried,
Deep inside of me.
Rescue this heart,
That has given up so easily.
Autonomic rhythm,
Burns through my veins.
While any feeling I have left,
Calls out faintly and wanes.
Can you hear my pleas?
Are you on your way?
I don't know how to survive,
If I am always the prey.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
A Woman's Quest
An American woman with a passion for life,
Dreams of a day when there is an end to her strife.
Challenges confront her throughout her days,
With thoughts of another drowning them away.
Her journey is altered and she releases the stress,
Of dealing with life and it's everyday mess.
Open your eyes because this is not real,
Not a soul in the world understands how you feel.
Walk away from him now, while you still have a chance,
And learn to accept this as an illusion of the dance.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Prisoner of Passion
A spider's web,
And I am entangled in the middle.
A victim to the predator,
Whose bite has no mercy on this poor wounded soul.
A struggle to escape,
The web of seduction,
That has cast it's shadow upon all hope.
I am forever,
A prisoner of passion,
Refusing to see the darkness,
Restlessly waiting to be rescued.
2002 Journal Entry
Restless in nature, striving for more,
Counting the days, and pondering "what for?"
Illusions about love, not certain what I desire,
Still hoping to find, something to be admired.
Trust is not a friend of mine, but still,
Desperately desiring, to hear that famous line.
Lessons learned, but hesitantly I hold on,
Trying to imagine, that it may not be a con.
Wanting, again, to believe in the chance,
That there is, a possibility, for real romance.
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