Poetry starts with the words you put down

Asking yourself questions with no answers in response

cutemama14 — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 17:43:06 +0000

Asking yourself questions with no answers in response.
Stressful thinking and thinking over and over again whats wrong with me?
But its not you that is wrong,
its the thoughts that start having you ask yourself the questions.
Sometimes you think you are going insane, but your not.
Its just life your dealing with.
Sometimes we have to understand life is about asking yourself questions you’ll never have answers for.

It just took time!

cutemama14 — Thu, 17 May 2007 01:15:16 +0000

It took time to finally realize that you were always mine.
All the tears i drained where worth it.
You told me you loved me and now i can believe.
Because not even knowing it you finally came back to me.
You hold me now like you have never done before.
But once again who knows whats be hide that hidden door?
Maybe it just took time to realize what we both really wanted.
But now that we have done so we know we want each other.
Its about us now not what others think.
So lets walk with our heads high and be happy for we have.
One another now.

It just took time.

Deeply!

cutemama14 — Tue, 15 May 2007 16:22:37 +0000

Deeply into my eyes you glance
As my heart gets thrown off balance.
Not once has this happened not twice
But it mended, but many times it has ended.
You came back not once, but twice
But we each heard the sorrow in each
Others voice.
Now it seems when you look deeply
Into my eyes there’s feelings of thoughts
Like there is nothing more but lame lies.

I tried…

cutemama14 — Tue, 15 May 2007 14:23:34 +0000

I tried to tell you how I feel but
Nothing seems to work any more.
I see you looking at me and all
I seem to see is all the memories
You have left me to get through.
It seems like your happier
Without me anymore so why cant
I just close that door that is letting
In the pain to my heart?
You have put me through to much
And I don’t seem to find the reason
Why I keep missing you when I know
Your not coming back and its not
Worth it anymore.
You have torn me in two and now I have
lost everything i’ve had including you…

Passing time!

cutemama14 — Tue, 15 May 2007 14:21:48 +0000

The days pass and it seems
To be getting a little easier.
The tears have frozen and
A smile has been chosen.
For within I see no pain.
Of the shivers you left me in.
I walk down and see you glace
As I turn my head to turn away
To follow in my own balance.
You seem to be happy
With only without me.
So why should I shed my tears
For you the only one who
Don’t care.
I realize nothing is worth my time
But to only tell you my times with
You were like a time-shared with no
One else that could have brought
So much joy.
That no one will ever experience but
The new who that takes my place!

Real life

cutemama14 — Sat, 05 May 2007 22:36:16 +0000

Real life..
We cry our selfs to sleep on the lonely cold nights.
Having the thoughts of the past.
Sometimes its hard to wipe away the tears and realize this is real life.
When the old memories come back sometimes the thoughts of them happening is hard to forget.
Its like you never moved on and it feels like your standing in one spot forever.
But you must be standing in that same spot for a reason that you cant let it go so bad.
Its real life we have to depend on not our past.
(wrote 1/12/07)

Daddy wasn’t there

cutemama14 — Sat, 05 May 2007 22:35:32 +0000

Daddy..
Daddy wasn’t there a lot, but
I guess we gotta Love him for
who he is, not for what he done
to us all in the past.
Maybe he changed maybe he didn’t,
but we cant always blame him
for what he has done and what he
was doing while hurting us.
He’s our dad and we have to except
him for the good things he has done for us now!!!
(I wrote this poem 1/12/07 at my sisters house)
(Its a true poem)

Was it just a dream?

cutemama14 — Sat, 05 May 2007 22:34:10 +0000

Was it just a dream?

Seems like the walls are craving in
And the sky is falling slowly.
My heart is racing and my body is
Shivering.
The weakest feeling in the world.
It all seems to be happening all at once.
I close my eyes and I seen him once again
In sight the one who left with lonely might.
He turns to walk away and I realize seconds
Later I try to look even farther by far and
I see him on his knees with the tears
Of pain falling down his pail face.
I try to reach out and give him my hand
To help him guide through what loves is in
The very end.
But it seems to be that he doesn’t see me.
Like i am just a vision on what I think I can see.
I start to tear as my life flashing before me
And all of sudden I wake right out of a dream.
Was it really a dream or was it just what I’ve seen?
I wonder how hard it must be to be walking away
From every little thing I have ever seen.

There’s this girl

cutemama14 — Sat, 05 May 2007 22:33:09 +0000

There’s this girl who hides her tears
She covers them with her
Unsealed fears.
She laughs when she feels
The tears because she hides
Behind this very thick mirror.
She talks to herself when
No one isn’t there.
She seems like life is
Fading and ruining day by day.
She’s lost everything she
Thought was so and had
No choice but to let it all go.
Now she wakes up in the middle
Of the night to reach out to vanished visions
That was once in sight.
Seems like now she has nothing left
But the memories that hurt her to death.
She’s this girl who sits to the side
And keeps to herself about how
She really feels in side.