Heaven Only Knows what's running through your mind

You're a mystery.

It would be easier to jump off the roof and land on my feet like a cat then figure you out

You know I was never the rich kid so I never had the money for mind reading class

I think there's more to you than meets the surface.

People shouldn't judge you because you're a black sheep in a white sheep herd.

They should just learn that you're unique and accept it without questioning it

You are who you are and that's a mystery that I am going to solve. Poem by Shelby Kathleen Nightingale

I'm suffering at the hands of a doctor who likes to play God

He thinks everything we do is wrong and everything he does is right.

He thinks we should do it his way or not at all

He told me I should just get over my issues but if it was that easy then I would never had issues in the first

I suffer from PTSD he's the one that told me so.

I have panic attacks and my nerves are always on edge and I am easily angered and I have a hard time sleeping

So I think he needs to check himself and learn to get a better bedside manner or quit and get a job he's actually good at because his attitude is not cool it's just plain rude. Poem by Shelby Kathleen Nightingale

My body is shaking my soul is quaking and my nerves are worse than they've ever been

My doctor took me off my meds now I'm detoxing through hell and trust me it ain't swell.

I think he did it just to be cruel I finally got something that helps me with my panic attacks then he snatched it away and now I'm panicking all day.

People say breathe in and out and control yourself but it's hard to control your emotions you can't help how you feel.

So I'm on edge and can't wait to sleep but my mind will not shut off so here I am writing this poem just to pass time.

And hopefully soon I will be right as rain.
Poem by Shelby Kathleen Nightingale

You think you got game but I'm the master

I made the rules that you most obey.

So stop going behind my back I got little birds who love to sing in every corner of the city So I know your loyalty ain't true

Actions speak louder than words

You think you're a big shot but you're not your nothing but a two-bit Hustler and I am the boss who has got the respect all you got is a nose full of crack

I started out underground and worked my way up and now I rule this city

So back up I'm the queen bee and you ain't Jack

You better step aside and learn your place or get a Bullet in the Brain.

Shelby Kathleen Nightingale

Your wings are red and your eyes are white what are you?

Are you an angel or a demon?

Do you come from heaven or from hell or somewhere in between?

are you good, are you evil or somewhere in the middle

Please let me know everything about you I want to know you

I feel like I need to touch you

As I touch your chest I realize you are real And not just in my head Thank god I haven't gone insane yet and your heart beats like a hummingbird on crack

I wish to know you and the secret you hold

Take me for a ride we will fly around and never come back down and spend eternity soaring in the clouds. Poem by Shelby Kathleen Nightingale

Change the Reapers fate he's more than death and loss he is the end to the beginning

Life has got to end somewhere how about the Reaper shows you the way once you are in your true forum

He'll guide you with a loving hand to the promised land

So Just give him a chance and he'll be there when you need him the most .

Poem by Shelby Kathleen Nightingale

The Bird's woke me up with a special song

The sun is up and the clouds are gone it's going to be such a fabulous day.

Summer will be here soon

It's getting quite hot out here how about a dip in the pool to cool us all off.

The wind is blowing through the trees and makes such a wonderful Melody

I got a smile on my face I can't help but be happy in my special place on this awesome day

So let's get up and dance to some tunes we're going to party the day away.

And when the Sun goes down we'll count shooting stars under the moon as we fall asleep to the Crickets beat what a sweet Jam that they got going on.
Poem by Shelby Kathleen Nightingale