I sit in the darkness as I stare up at the moon above me. I hear your voice and know I will be okay. Even if you are dead and gone you are always with me. When I cry you are with me. When I laugh you are with me. When I dream you are with me. When I can't find you I get scared. But moments later you there to hold my hand. Only I can see you. Your body may not be here but your spirit is with me. It feels as if you have never gone. Now I feel much better because I know now you can never be taken away from me again. I may die someday but don't worry because you are with me.
R.I.P - Grandma Rose
"I love you"
R.I.P - Grandma Rose
"I love you"
Your words may stay trapped
inside your own mind
but I can feel them
although they're confined.
I can read your face
as if it were a book
your mind is unpleasant,
as you simmer and cook.
You give into hatred
your temper boils over
and it's all done
in less than a blur.
Your words do sting
but it does not matter
for in the end
I will not shatter.
In the end
you will be the victim
of yourself
in the verbatim.
You are trapped,
you are your own
enemy; your own life
you have already blown.
It is sad, truly;
closing yourself off
with violence;
for now you may scoff.
In the end,
karma is our keeper
she is the ultimatum
of the Grim Reaper.
inside your own mind
but I can feel them
although they're confined.
I can read your face
as if it were a book
your mind is unpleasant,
as you simmer and cook.
You give into hatred
your temper boils over
and it's all done
in less than a blur.
Your words do sting
but it does not matter
for in the end
I will not shatter.
In the end
you will be the victim
of yourself
in the verbatim.
You are trapped,
you are your own
enemy; your own life
you have already blown.
It is sad, truly;
closing yourself off
with violence;
for now you may scoff.
In the end,
karma is our keeper
she is the ultimatum
of the Grim Reaper.
Phasing in
and phasing out
forgetting what
I originally sought.
Colors blur
and meld together
I dance so close
beside the heather.
I'm on the edge
of oblivion
I can't trust
What I've been seeing.
The world whirs around
I can't see straight
can you tell me
how I won this fate?
My thoughts
do vary from time to time
but they're always the same:
of my internal rhyme.
My life beats
to it's own accord
always repeating
it's crazy chord.
And so, to you
I'll depart my advice
perhaps to your life
it's good to add some spice.
-Starwarsfangirl
6/23/1
and phasing out
forgetting what
I originally sought.
Colors blur
and meld together
I dance so close
beside the heather.
I'm on the edge
of oblivion
I can't trust
What I've been seeing.
The world whirs around
I can't see straight
can you tell me
how I won this fate?
My thoughts
do vary from time to time
but they're always the same:
of my internal rhyme.
My life beats
to it's own accord
always repeating
it's crazy chord.
And so, to you
I'll depart my advice
perhaps to your life
it's good to add some spice.
-Starwarsfangirl
6/23/1