I'd often dream of having a guardian angel
Some one to be there for me, to protect me
I'm my dreams she had a smile like the sunshine
A smile that broke through the clouds and sparkled upon the horizon.
She would never walk away as I reach my hand to her
She would whisper to me, so softly and I'd feel my heart beat faster
She would touch my cheek with the tips of her fingers
Her porcelain skin resting against mine
My angel was not only a dream, but a wish
A wish for a happiness that would only be filled by love,
Her love
She would hold me close in the cold
She would whisper to me again
Our breath mixing in the icy breeze
I'd often count the days of snow flakes
I'd watch them fall while I dreamed of her hand
Interwound in mine.
I longed for another body next to me
Cool skin held against warm
Her silky hair tangled in my fingers as I stair into the most intriguing blue eyes
It was something no one but me could witness
My angel
Perfection was the only word to describe her
Nothing about her had a fault
From her thin body to rose pink lips
I some times wondered what they would taste of
What would they be like, pressed to mine in a way only she could
We could stay together for hours
In each others arms
A thin embrace, softer than the silence surrounding us
But strong enough not to be broken
I'd brush my fingers along her lips and she would smile
I would feel myself been lulled to sleep by the soft motion and her mellow heart beat
A heart beat in time with my own
Something speaking over a thousand words
With nothing more than a gentle thump thump
My angel you are perfect
I cannot see anything more beautiful then you
My dreams are whole with you In them and as you whisper my name
I can feel myself falling into the safety of your arms
My angel you may not mean anything to others but to me
You are my whole world
And as we sit here sharing soft chaste kisses, I wonder,
My angel
Are you mine to keep?
Some one to be there for me, to protect me
I'm my dreams she had a smile like the sunshine
A smile that broke through the clouds and sparkled upon the horizon.
She would never walk away as I reach my hand to her
She would whisper to me, so softly and I'd feel my heart beat faster
She would touch my cheek with the tips of her fingers
Her porcelain skin resting against mine
My angel was not only a dream, but a wish
A wish for a happiness that would only be filled by love,
Her love
She would hold me close in the cold
She would whisper to me again
Our breath mixing in the icy breeze
I'd often count the days of snow flakes
I'd watch them fall while I dreamed of her hand
Interwound in mine.
I longed for another body next to me
Cool skin held against warm
Her silky hair tangled in my fingers as I stair into the most intriguing blue eyes
It was something no one but me could witness
My angel
Perfection was the only word to describe her
Nothing about her had a fault
From her thin body to rose pink lips
I some times wondered what they would taste of
What would they be like, pressed to mine in a way only she could
We could stay together for hours
In each others arms
A thin embrace, softer than the silence surrounding us
But strong enough not to be broken
I'd brush my fingers along her lips and she would smile
I would feel myself been lulled to sleep by the soft motion and her mellow heart beat
A heart beat in time with my own
Something speaking over a thousand words
With nothing more than a gentle thump thump
My angel you are perfect
I cannot see anything more beautiful then you
My dreams are whole with you In them and as you whisper my name
I can feel myself falling into the safety of your arms
My angel you may not mean anything to others but to me
You are my whole world
And as we sit here sharing soft chaste kisses, I wonder,
My angel
Are you mine to keep?
This is for all the kids who are bullied by words. My teachers always say be bleacher people. Lift others up. I hope this poem gives that message to others.
You yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I move on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
or lift
me up.
Why must
you hurt
me?
You yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I move on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
or lift
me up.
Why must
you hurt
me?
I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my friends were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my friends to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My friends have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a tree and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. Next thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.
Sorry for cliffhangers....
Sorry for cliffhangers....