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I hate you
because I keep thinking about you all the day
and when I conecte I feel so sad if you’re not there
and I jumb and scream if you say Hi to me
I hate you
because I listen to all the music you like
and I read all the books you read
I hate you**
Because I lost myself so I can get you
cause I become you so you can love me better
I hate you
because for you I did the things I shouldn’t do !!
I lost people I used to know
I hate you
because I get mad so quikely and I laugh for no reason
because I don’t know my self anymore
I hate you
because I cry just because I miss you
and I become the happiest one in the earth when You call me
I hate you
because your love controle me !!
Give me a man with a beard and tattoos
a passion for books and a love of the blues,
a sharp sense of humour, his outlook carefree
and a belly that jiggles, no six packs for me. 

Give me a man who can't help but sing,
who sees beauty in raindrops and other such things,
one that laughs at my faults and excites at my plans
one that's proud to tell everyone that he's my man.

Then I'll give him a woman that smiles oh so proudly
and proclaims love undying from rooftops, quite loudly
I'd take care of him as he takes care of me
a happier duo you never will see.

Send him my way tightly wrapped in a bow,
I'll handle with care and unwrap nice and slow
this gift from the heavens sent here from above,
then I'll drag him upstairs and near **** him with love.
I was asked what I wanted for my 40th birthday, so I thought I'd have a bit of fun :-)
I don't want to think
these terrible things
these terrible things
I think in my head
the questions I dare not ask
for fear of an answer
that shatters my dreams
fear that you will leave me
I drive myself through madness
though at times it seems
it's all in my head
these terrible things I think
I fear the ultimate consequence
has yet to come
Karma's repayment
for the terrible things I have done.
Angel Ann Fulford, April 2012
I had an angel,
and I know that she was real.
A bless-ed angel
that helped me to heal.
I tought her how to laugh,
and she taught me how to love,
and when my days were bad,
she gave the best hugs.

My very own angel,
helped me to move forward.
Such an inspiring angel,
always kept me on the right path,
even when i was unsure.
She learned so many things,
in so little time.
So smart, funny and pure,
I am glad that she was mine.                  

But God has taken her away,
my heart, now an empty shell.
Her absence leaves me paralyzed
there isn't much more to tell.
God took away my angel without a proper goodbye.
Took away my hope for the future,
leaving me to watch as my hopes and dreams die.
There's something that's built up inside of me
beckoning, beckoning: "Come, set me free!"
I feel it growing stronger, filling me with need
"Let me go, and your mind will be at ease..."
"You've built me up, now break me down! There's a new world to be seen!"
So, I take a deep breath...
Exhale, and release...
I have positive days, and mellow nights. I sealed my heart in a titanium box and threw away the key. My dreams are filled with fairy tale endings that quickly morph into nightmares. I'm on the road to rediscovering myself and there's still a long way to go. I have the love of a tiny human, my baby girl with the sparkling eyes. She is the reason I keep pushing forward; I have a new purpose in life.
Tell me those things
those sweet, enchanting things
that make the mountains and the rivers sing
the delicate melody of a romance unfolding
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