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Wake up start my day wake up the kids get them ready and on their way get ready for work even though my boss is a **** work all the time just to earn a dime come home make dinner so the kids don't get thinner clean up the house eek is that a mouse? Put kids in pjs and read them a book long days go by in a daze kids are fast asleep I fall on my bed in a heap hopefully without a peep everyday is the same routine some days I want to scream but I love the little things like hearing about my children's dreams I start my day and end my day the same way with my kids saying I love you that's thanks enough for all I do
My baby darlin,
Was so kind and oh so sweet,
My baby darlin,
Was the only one for me,

He kept his head above the water,
He knew who he wanted
And he got her

My baby darlin,
Was so strong and so polite,
My baby darlin,
Filled my life with so much light,

His future was so bright,
and so lacking in strife,
He was ready for the fight,
And was gone at the end of the night,

Now my baby darlin
Is walking among the clouds,
And the light my baby darlin
Gave me
Has slowly gone out
This Mental torture is like a flame on thick ice,
just not enough to melt through my core
yet just enough to leave a mark.

But...

I can't tell myself -
what should this wandering mind do?
Because I keep telling myself,
what will this wandering mind do?

My arms reached around you
sweeping you up like a cave.

But...

My grasp was loose,
as was the howling winds that blew
the air from my sails, plummeting me,
into a nearby whirlpool of blanked out, blocked emotions.

As the course is set and our paths align,
no matter how much paddeling I did. Attempting to steer myself to the safety of the shores but missing it by my fingertips.

I was merely brought back into your arms
despite my previous attempts
to pull you in closer and losing
You to a wrong turn.

Then...

As the second wind hits our sails
we got lost at sea - never to see the shoreline again.
You broke the last thread
When you told me you didn't
Love me anymore.

All of the woven
Pieces of what got sewed in
Place, just fell apart.

With nothing but loose
Ends to play with, and scissors
To cut all the rest.
Even as I freeze.
I don't drop to my knees,
The cuts from the knives
The self inflicted disease,
The unspoken words
eyes filled with tears,
closed mind,
closed blinds,
closed ears.

But as the waking leaves
curl towards new light,
the blanket opens the horizon
like a million glorious stars,
glistening the dew on the leaves
of the grass over the hill.

His consciousness had awoken,
enlightened yet frightened by the past,
remembering the pain and resent.

But I can't do this just yet
I can't be broken,
I don't want to be hurt anymore
I have nothing to give,
but I have everything to give.

Only in time will I give you my all,
I'll fall, deeper than I've fallen before.

Like the precipice wasn't the problem -
just the sheer drop below, into an ocean
of love potions

To swim with the dolphins, and to rise above the surface of the solitude.

To be able to not drown in a sea of emotion
because your eyes alone are the ocean,
and I was just a wave skipping by.

I've found the trail I want to follow
and even if I tell myself I have nothing
to give,
I know I have every single piece to give
it's just,
I've only just collected the pieces.

So please,
if I give you my all
don't shatter me, it took too long
for me to rebuild myself.

The truth is,
I want to fall deeper than I've ever fallen
I want to dive into your eyes,
to get lost at sea,
to get a call from you,
For you to say you're missing me.
Innocent
Pure
Full of life
Intelligent
Sure
Free of strife
They run in the sun
Till the day is done
They don't play dumb
They just want to have fun
Full of energy
Full of joy
The don't pay electricity
Outside is their toy
No responsibilities
Just possibilities
Innocently honest
Say what's on their mind
They are Ernest
can think their way out of a bind
Love with all their heart
Even when they're apart
They know no bounds
To be a child innocent and pure is a precious gift of that im sure
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