Angel Ann Fulford  

1990 -   
I have been writing poetry since I was 13 years old. I never realized how little I knew about it until I joined this site. The more critiques I get, the more eager I am to improve my work. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy!

Poems

Apr 12

Starting to feel like I'm all used up and have nothing left to give.
I wish I could fix it but I don't know how.
Such a heavy burden rests on my shoulders
I'm no longer sure that I have to strength to carry it all.
I've made my mistakes and continue to pay for them each and everyday.
Try to do the right thing, but it never turns out the way we hoped, does it?
Emotionally exhausted when will this roller-coaster come to an end?
I wish I could carry on believing in this dream
but now I'm starting to think not.
The harsh reality is I may never be forgiven for my crimes against our love
But this babe in my womb deserves two parents who can stay together when it gets rough
So unfair it seems that she may grow up with a father who not always around
To wipe away her tears or turn her frown upside down
My heart aches for what will become of our relationship
Never once thought that things would turn out like this.

Well, I guess I can say this is one big "Boo hoo" of pregnancy hormones raging.
Feb 12

Tell me those things
those sweet, enchanting things
that make the mountains and the rivers sing
the delicate melody of a romance unfolding

Feb 12

Days are wasted contemplating the possibilities
trying to fight off the fear that lies beneath
the miracle of life unfolds
so much beauty to behold.

Jan 15

Tell me something real
anything about the way you feel
about me and where we stand
do you still want me until the end

Are we still on the same page
or do we drift further apart
day to day
do I still have your heart

Tell me is it love or obligation
yes or no, is it complicated?
while you decide I will be waiting
to feel again your love or my heart breaking

Angel Ann Fulford, 2012
Oct 12, 2012

"Slow down", she said.
"We're all just so restless,
We can't seem to sit still.
Moving too fast...
Just to throw it all away."

No one seems to think
for themselves anymore.
Bound ever so tightly
to the crowd.
Oblivious to the weight
that's dragging them down.

The best of intentions
are rotted away in the end.
Lamenting poor decisions,
and the way time was spent.

We're just fading away.
Believing in the mainstream.
Fading away...
Nothing's what it may seem.

How we crush our emotions,
until we are numb to the core.
Sedating ourselves,
always wanting "something more".

Observing the people around me, and differences that divide us and bring us together at the same time. Feeling a constant state of paranoia. It took me all week to write this (mostly because I've been writing while at work). But I think this describes what I've been feeling perfectly. Also, if there are any suggestions for a title please feel free to comment. :)
Oct 8, 2012

Seeing the way things have changed
Makes me feel a bit strange
Are we coming or going
Or are we just playing the game
I picture the day in my mind
When you say you love me
Leaving all worries behind
The day you put a ring on my finger
And ask me to be yours forever
On the outside I’m quite optimistic
But deep down I’m frightened to death
I find that I don’t know how to behave
Not wanting to push you away
When all I want to do is take you into my arms
And protect you from all harm
Yet there is little that I can do
But sit and wait patiently for you
And though these words may never reach you
I rip out my heart and wear it on my sleeve
For only you to see.

Angel Ann Fulford August 2012
Jul 24, 2012

When did I lose it?

Where did I hide it?

Could you help me remember?

The place that I left it?

Where I last felt it lingering...

Lingering just behind me.

I've strayed too far,

Far from where I left it.

When was the last time that I held it?

I swore I could feel it,

Rising up beside me.

Ready to...

What?

Oh, my confidence is missing.

Angel Ann Fulford July, 2012
Apr 26, 2012

If I could have 3 wishes
I'd wish for time to stop
to let go of our thoughts
and just do what comes natural.
every touch sends shivers down our spines
each kiss so decadent and divine
every moment feels like an eternity
no worries, no pain, no suffering.
Just bliss...pure bliss.
I'd have you and you'd have me
to have and to hold for all eternity
nothing can stop us now that we are free.
This moment is ours, like this we should always be.

Angel A. Fulford April 2012
Mar 15, 2012

Am I the only one who dreams
of leaving behind the material things
of going somewhere we can just be
everyday in the sun wild and free?

Why does it seem such an impossibility
to do away with what's not a necessity
to take part in the simplicity
of not keeping up with society?

Is it too much to ask if we
can take a day or two to let ourselves be free
to let the electronics and media be
and just like children frolic in the grass so green?

Angel Fulford, March 2012
Jan 11, 2012

my mood has swayed
from the everyday
of trying to pretend everything's okay.
what's boiling inside me is pure rage,
but pure rage is numbed to sadness
this MADNESS is begging me not to sedate
these feelings that are harbored within my heart,
that have been feeding the madness from the start.
So excuse me if you find i have nothing to say.
And I dont give a fuck if it's all over my face.

Angel Ann Fulford 2012
Dec 19, 2011

Another day, another dollar
another chance to scream and holler
about how the things we have are never enough
or about the friends that don't stay true to us
but if you look at the big picture once in a while
you'll discover the things and the people that make you smile.

Angel Ann Fulford 12-19-2011
Oct 16, 2011

I thought I had it all figured out then
Did whatever without thinking of consequence
But then the truth fell like a brick to the head
And to admit to the truth surely I thought I'd end up dead.
I lied to myself for far too long
Deceived myself into thinking there was nothing wrong.
Now that I've admitted to my faults
I find myself wishing I'd said nothing at all.
But surely it's for the best.
And now my love is truly being put to the test.
Having suffered humiliation because of my own stupidity
I will make things right
Even if it takes an eternity.
I will not fail him.

Sep 29, 2011

I wish and I wish
Again and again
That I will become
A better person than
I am today
That the bad habits will fade away
Then I can truly say
Im living better in every way.

Angel Ann Fulford 2011
Sep 29, 2011

Feel
Feeling
Felt
Emotions of passed situations I was dealt.
Miss
Missing
Missed
The happiness that followed my decent into the abyss.
Climb
Climbing
Climbed
Out of it all
Feeling it was well worth the time.
The lessons I've learned
Fill these pages as they turn
New chapters, new lines
Faded memories, new rhymes.

Angel Ann Fulford 2011
Apr 1, 2011

Closed off
Tucked away
My heart is finally ready
To take its place
Right on my sleeve
Ready to be embraced
For the pain to be erased
Welcoming back its companion
Together we are the champions
The world ceases to move
Suddenly theres nothing to lose
We can take them all
And when death comes knocking
At our door  
We'll take his sythe and go explore
The possibilities are endless
And we'll have it all.

Angel Fulford, 2011
Mar 12, 2011

I'm dreadfully  bored
holding up in this empty apartment
though, you could never tell by its occupants.
The love has gone from this place.
My sense of home was taken from me when they separated us.
Since then, everything is so incomplete.
I hold myself prisoner in the darkness of my mind.
I am the angry cell mate ready to snap at anyone who looks at me wrong.
I am a fair and rational warden. Keeping the inmates in line; bringing strength and discipline.
And I am the prisoner. Curled up in the corner; broken, afraid to move.
Missing her sunshine.
Missing the times when even the cruelest of days were like a trip to the park.
He heals me and without him, all I can think about is what could go wrong.
Praying that it never will.
Terrified to accept the good things; always bracing myself for the storm.
And worse are the dreams where he doesnt love me anymore.
I never rember the specifics. I just know the feeling in my heart.
An aching that stays with me even after I have woken up.
And I fear that he will leave me alone in this place.
This is excruciatingly painful. I need to feel his arms around me.
I need the warmth of his body against mine.
I need my heart.

Feb 27, 2011

My chest rises and falls for the sake of receiving your call.
The sound of your voice soothes away my pain,
allowing me to forget whats driving me insane.
You are my once in a lifetime love
the kind that shakes you to the core,
installing a hunger that leaves you begging for more.
And yours is the purest of souls.
You're genuinely more amazing than you know.
You allowed your light to shine,
took a chance and let it mingle with mine.
Now we are the brightestof the bright.
I send you my love over the rivers and through the hills.
Shouting your name at the top of me lungs and louder still.
Dreaming of you while I'm alseep and awake,
wrapping myself in a cocoon of fantasies;
hidden away in a world that consists of only you and me.
And while I await your return, my love for you will only grow,
if you let the candles burn.
At the end of the day you and I have been through it all.
You will always be the reason my chest rises and falls.

Angel Fulford, 2011
Feb 17, 2011

It started as a helping hand, and my annoyance was clear.
But she began to talk to me just like we had been old friends.
Such a strange woman, I just wanted het to go away.
She was in distress. Her whole life had been taken from her.
"Everything, I've lost everything."
And then I made up my mind to help her.
I couldnt give her much, but every penny helps right?
But when she hugged me and said "God bless you"
I felt completely consumed with guilt for having gotten so annoyed with her in the first place.
Could she even tell that I was seconds away from leaving her there?
And now I dont know what to think of myself.
I feel that this experience will eat away at me.
But all I can hope is that she will make it.

Angel Fulford, 2011
Jan 5, 2011

It's so hard for me to think straight
the words form in my mind but most of the time they don't make any sense.
I'm used to having a way with words
shaping them into beautiful landscapes
and filling them with the deep yearning that's inside of my soul.
But THIS!! This is unheard of.
I can't make what I feel in my heart translate to anything that that is the least bit significant.
I'm overflowing with emotions
and dying to share them with you
but it seems I've forgotten how.
Oh to hell with words!
words, words, and more fucking words!!!
They are never enough,
but without them I'd die.
For at the moment, words are all we have, you and I.
They are all I need to get through this.
When I can't hear those ever so tedious words from your lips,
my univesre twists and turns,
all light is sucked away,
and I sit in the dark
shivering, lonely and broken.

Angel Fulford 12/30/10
Dec 24, 2010

The spirit of the season is off
Everyone so distant yet cordial all the same
Its all wrong.

The playfulness of lovers unhidden
Sickens my heart to the core
Show some sensitivity!
The lonliness of this joyous season
Weighs heavily on these shoulders
Its too much to endure.

The concept of family does not exist
All these people gathered together
Like ghosts barely noticing each other.

Angel Fulford, 2010
 
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