Amanda Shelton

Amanda Shelton Aug 2020

Taking a walk in tragedy,
I come out of the dark
the clouds gathered behind me
slowly departing from my form
as the light leached from the
depths of me.

I kneel on my knees
praying for this tragedy
to end peacefully.

I have no more tears
for I sacrificed my sadness
along time ago to depression
and pain.

America has become a prison
as death walks amongst us
freely without punishment.

I once felt sorry for the world
but I became wiser and you
are to blame not me.

The walls are built,
the damage has been done,
these structures we’ve
constructed with our faith
breaks in my hands as I
embarrassed its destruction.

You think the devil lives
in your dreams?

When he’s been walking amongst
us for centuries, burning bridges
and teasing you with riches.

Leaving you poorly misunderstood,
you seek redemption for your sins,
yet you still walk amongst
the shadows.

God knows all, you can’t hide
from his light, for its
revealing the truth.

The vail is lifted and your ghost
ventures forth upon broken wings.

Such things are only possible
in your dreams.

God already sacrificed
his life for your sins
have you forgotten?

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

Amanda Shelton Jul 2020

Threaded Lives I Am Expression

I leaped free from my tapestry
so I can show you the colors
of my thread.

Life is like a thread
it slowly creates a colorful
tapestry of emotions and
experiences.

A poet saws you a personal
expression with our creative
threads of passion.

I am set free through
the flying threads
I toss over my head
unto these pages
I am formatting.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

Amanda Shelton Jul 2020

The Devil's Ovation

There’s a daisy for each broken dream I’ve experienced.

There’s not very many but
one is too many.

My pain burns from the depths
of my soul, I shed a tear for every wound I bare.

These river banks are a reminder
of the love we made.

Amongst the flowing water
we are the ripples we make,
every step we made was another
bough to break.

As the sunset upon our lovers
bed, a shadow slowly crept
to devour the covers.

We never had a chance,
the devil took his stance.

He played his violin with great ovation for his audience.

You decided to dance.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

Amanda Shelton Jul 2020

Love Story

Bobbing in the memory of you,
I floated on cloud nine.

In the depths of darkness
I lost you to its craziness.

You fell for the stars
as they caught your eye
taking you far away from
where we started.

The journey is chaotic
and fast with its blazing
blasts of heated violence.

Love was tired of running from your addictions and crashes.

You broke the shores as you
crashed into its sands bringing
broken glass cutting my heart
deeply leaving scars in my past.

Once we were happy but now
there’s nothing but sadness
reminders of the love story
you promised.

But I am okay its soon to pass.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

Amanda Shelton Jul 2020

My Sad Ocean Eyes

Should you be sad for
my ocean eyes?

Love bleeds from my broken heart, felling my dreams with drowning sorrows of past experiences of lovely
blues and greens.

The waves are a reminder of
the broken dreams we suffered
together, as our love crashed
into the shore.

I regret nothing but waiting
for so long to walk away
from these bruised memories
of who you are.

I make new dreams healing from
the wounds I’ve dressed with
my armored lives I grew with
weeds and broken hearts,
I keep them tightly sealed
within my caged self.

Yet, I let my sorrows fly free
like a bird crying for the sky.

Should you be sad for
my ocean eyes?

Love crashed ashore breaking
the tides with its chaotic lies.

Love came upon a whispering wind, touched the depths of
who I am, and kissed my soul leaving me with ocean eyes.

I am weeping under the trees
of broken dreams where my
lost lovers crimes are barried
deep within the earth, there
in the hollow girth I placed
a stone in memory of you.

With deep sorrow I say goodbye
to my pain and suffering.

Such dreams are to come
when I close my ocean eyes.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

In memory of my sorrow and broken heart. Peace is in my life. I feel free. I let go of my love for he is a broken soul I can't fix. I am okay with that.

Amanda Shelton Jul 2020

Love Left Me

Every morning I wake in pain
but some place in the depths
of time your memory eased
the strain.

Our lives together faded
with the passing rain,
you became the gray clouds
over the oceans that downs
the love we once had.

Your betrayal broke the dream
we were supposed to be free
as two birds flying high
above the sea breeze.

You lost yourself while
I found myself, you never
noticed I was always waiting
for you to come to the surface.

I held my breath,
when you should
have been holding
my hand instead.

You left me adrift upon
your endless seas of
blues and greens, there
I found the truth the deeper
parts of me , I learned to love myself and accept everything.

Beyond the surface of the dream
I once was adrift amongst the
dead seas you cursed with your
endless push.

Love left me to drown in
its depths of darkness and
chaotic waves.

Love left me abused and
in pain, without remorse
or apology.

I was forced to accept it.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

Amanda Shelton Jul 2020

Madness

You rise upon the sun,
you liquidate your life,
you poor blood and sweat
into strife.

Madness became my friend,
he sat for awhile, he strummed
my heart, played brother
and stole my future vision,
with such disrespect and passion.

The scars I bear the pain
I wear, its maddening,
it shakes the realms
of what you thought
was reality.

It dilutes your views,
and kills your passion
with depression and anger
burning deeply within
your eyes.

Madness came to settle
for awhile, plans delayed
and depression is on its way.

I choose to open the door
and let the light in, don’t
invite depression.

Liquidate the madness,
burn it down with strength
and togetherness.

The Lord be my will and grace,
he’s the king of this place.

Mercy be, and mercy by the hand
of God he strikes ones with a mighty blow, as madness fell into
the hole, bearing my grief with
heavy stone.

Be merciful my LORD!

I bow on hands and knees
please release me from
this depleting life,
I bear my strife openly.

I gave you my life,
not as baggage but
for survival, prosperity,
for my future and stronger foundations to uphold my
broken ideas and fix my
bruised life.

This was my struggle, my past
madness and my diluted plains
of existence.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton