Goodbye, My Friend

the time to go has come
this is goodbye my friend
it was nice to know you
my time here has come to an end

please dont forget me
as i wont ever you
but time to go away
is something i must do

iv places to go
people to meet
some maybe far
others up the street

im going back home now
from which i came
iv spent been many years away
but it almost looks the same

i shouldve went back long ago
so much time has passed
things are different now
and i cannot change the past

maybe one day we shall
meet again
but now its time to say
goodbye my friend

Reality

Reality is that slap in the face
When you think you have the world by the tail
And life seems to be moving at your own pace
When you feel like there is no way you can fail.

Reality is there to open your eyes
When you find you were walking with them closed
And it shows you a sight that can surely make you cry
Because with reality, it shows you what you already know.

Reality breaks a person’s heart and soul
And destroys dreams and hopes that a person feels
The truth and only truth is reality’s only goal
And it doesn’t care whose world that it might kill.

Reality keeps me in a state of mind
That I know it has complete control
But sometimes my dreams overtake reality I find
And love lives for a while in my heart and soul.

Reality is not fair.
Reality does not care.

Fear

I lay on my bed soaking my pillow with my tears,
I try to remember exactly what it is that I fear.
Is it the passing of time or the love that I lack?
Is it the mistakes that I’ve made or the fact that I can’t bring the past back?
What is it that I’m afraid of?
Why am I so scared?
Is it the people I’ve hurt or the people that have hurt me?
Am I afraid of everything that I cant seem to see?
Is it the love of a friend, or the loss of my family?
Is it the possibility that my life can end in a tragedy?
What is it that I fear most?
What do my eyes say I’m scared of?
Is it the sun that sets but won’t seem to rise?
Is it the hope that I have that always seems to die?
Is it the trust of a person that I cannot begin to grasp?
Is it all the memories of my horrid past?
Is it me?
Can it possibly be that the thing I fear most is the thing I can’t be?
The things that I try to understand?
The me that I try to be with when I’m feeling sad?
The person I’m expected to be? is that what I fear? . . .
I think the thing I fear most . . .is me 

I miss you and me

I remember how it used to be
when nothing else matter but you and me
music, country roads, and future dreams. 

I miss you, I wish you could see
although you are here, I miss you and me.

I remember when you said how happy I made you
and you really meant it…now, it’s just a phrase
you say without thinking.

I miss those days when you’d call just to say “hi”
or “I love you”…the days it was so hard
just to say good-bye for a while.

I remember how wonderful it felt the first time
you told me you loved me-and how after all those
months it still made my heart melt.

I miss the old you- and the old me
The old us that could just sit and talk for hours
and never run out of things to say.

I remember when time simply stood still-
when in each other’s hearts is the only place
we wanted to be…forever.

I miss us as I remember how it used to be…
when nothing else matter but you and me.

Do you think of me

As I lay here in bed
I think of you
I begin to wonder
Do you think of me too?

I imagine you’re next to me,
Pulling me close,
I feel your kiss,
As you caress my skin.

My heart beats fast,
Pounding louder every second,
I begin to tremble,
As I taste your sweet lips.

I find that I gasp for air,
To replace the breath that you just took away.
My body and soul
Are slipping into a heavenly bliss.
Your hands are touching my every inch,
With such ease and tenderness.

I want this moment to last,
Not one second can escape,
I want to stay in your arms,
But then I suddenly awake.

It was only a dream,
Just a desire,
But in reality,
You have set my heart on fire.

My Mood

My mood is like a cloudy noon
Waiting for the sun,
Or like a sailing ship that can’t
Set sail without the tide.

I fidget in my emptiness,
Not knowing where to run;
Yet when you’re near I can’t explain
What’s going on inside.

It’s too bad feelings swim so deep,
Too deep for anyone
To grasp them as they squiggle through
And take them for a ride.

Despair

If only the world could see what I feel
then, would the world, know who I am
I’ve loved, lost and feared the world
for it is sometimes too much to bare

Control, power, is what I fear
for I am weak inside and full of pain
I shout and cry, but knowing
there is nobody there to hear me
I swallow the shame and anger
that lies beneath me

I am lost to reality and living in time
Though I am struggling through life
and all that it offers, I am only human
and that is what makes me . . . Me.

Still, I wish for the happiness and pleasure
that I have earned, but realize that, I have
not yet overcome the world’s greatest challenge

Love! and how to accept it –
I am ready to face my fears

Make love to me

Make love to me nice and slow.

Make me pour out to you all my heart and soul.

Make love to me,make it sensually last.

We got all night so don’t go to fast.

Make love to me, stoke my body with your finger’s,

go up and down.

We don’t need no music.

Our moaning will be the sound.

Make love to me,

make my body tremble from head to toe.

Tomorrow my family and friend’s will see me glow.

Make love to me, make me feel that burning fire.

And you shall become my forever one true desire.

Make love to me without making me feel insecure and used

.With you i don’t wanna feel emotionally confused.

Make love to me, and after we’re done,lay down close to me,

hold me tight.It’s OK you can spend the night.

And you still wonder

our eyes meet,
magnetic poetic,
your lips touch mine,
erotic electric,
arms encircle me,
euphoric idyllic,
together we,
synchronic rhythmic.

and you still wonder –
do I love you?

a query you should
never have to voice,
those words remaining within,
answered by tenderness of touch,
by sweet emotion,
by thoughts mirrored
in chestnut irises,
that brush softly across you,
painting images deep
within memory,
while this soul speaks to yours,
saying all the words
ever needing to be said.