I find comfort within my poems,
The sound of the rhymes that comes from my head,
The words take me away to another world,
But it's not sadness I feel,
But I see things with a border mind,
I find the words speaks to my heart.

I find comfort in my poems,
It's a way for me to communicate with reality,
For my words carry no weight when they come from my mouth,
But with my poems I feel every word.

I find comfort in my poems,
They take away from the fabric of time,
And all the monsters that live deep within my soul,
It makes me forget that my mind lives in a prison,
Trap behind bars of unexpressed words,
It takes me to a free place,
A place where I'm understood,
A place where the stars are touched.

I find comfort in my poems,
They shield me away from the hardships of life,
And the loneliness the winds always whispers,
They give me unconditional love,
And no criticism for being different,
Sometimes they are the ones who have to ground me to this cruel world,
And keeps me breathing,
It is my rose to my thorns,
My peace and quite.

I find comfort in my poems,
When outside is dark,
I always stay up writing my heart out,
I write about my nightmares,
My fears,
My dreams of love,
And especially my caged heart,
Maybe my endless wishes also.

I need a Poet,
Someone who understands the clichés of my life,
The imagery of my dreams,
Someone who writes poems with their heart and not their hands,
Someone who can write through my bad days.

I need a Poet,
Someone who understands the paradox of myself,
A person who sees beyond words,
I want that person to know that my criticism is full with love to make them better,
Like Euphemism,
Tell him I love him,
For his poems,
And only his poems would reach my heart.

I need a Poet,
A writer,
Someone who comforts me with rhymes,
Someone who words flow like a river,
Someone who can hug me with prose,
For in art there is no mistakes,
He would know that this love is not an error,
I want him to be as perfect as Nature,
Please send me a Poet,
For his poems I would cherish,
And his heart would be mine forever.

Last night I cried;
I felt the water rush from my eyes,
As i sang the song of sorrow.
My heart was caged,
And my trust was buried as deep as coffin.
My body was numb,
And for the first time in a long time,
I felt his presence.

It felt as though he controlled my body...
He held me down,
God, I swore he was going to **** me.
He took his vicious hands and choked me.
I couldn't breathe....
I screamed.
No one could hear me.
I thought I was going to die,
My breathing raged,
And he whispered...

"YOU, will always remember me..."

He was here when my husband died,
on the other side of his death bed,
smirking at me.
And he is here again,
After the passing of my sister.
"It's good to be back babe"
he whispered as he broke my heart...
once again
Why was he so cruel?
He felt like a hot knife that pierced my heart.
He made my limbs weak
and the memories in my head swam;
My mind was a battle field,
I knew he was something I would never forget,
For his name was Pain
and he was the cruelest thing known to man
He always appeared when you least expected,
And would always take advantage of you
Through the lonely nights as sorrow cries.