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 Feb 2016
Nessa dieR
Walls without window
Floor without feet
Room without Roof
Shouldn't I feel free?
But instead my throat is sore
And my eyes stream with pain

**I don't think life was meant for me
And these years have been in vain.
Use your arms to lift me away
From the walls that we have made...
 Feb 2016
Nessa dieR
I want to be the well trusted word
throughout the moon’s midnight eyes
with wishes that were once something other than                                                             pai­n

I want to*  believe
  I want to    see
     I want to  know

             I want to be the verb,    "I CAN”
                I want to walk with a purpose
                   and confess to you
                     that one average afternoon
                         **I fell in love with you…
 Jan 2016
Nessa dieR
I wanted to write
About you,
Us,
Me.
I wanted to write about how I felt,
But the paper stayed empty
And there was no better way to describe
Me
 Jan 2016
Destre'
In the end
when the rain clouds have cleared
and the wind no longer blows
through good and bad
I'll be there

when things get hard and you're drifting
I'll grab you by the hand and guide you back to me
when you start to lose your balance and it seems like you might fall
I'll steady you and assure you everything's alright

I'll be there
through good and bad
when the rain clouds have cleared
and the wind no longer blows
in the end i'll still be holding your hand

when the mountains keep climbing higher and nothing's getting any easier
when you feel like you can't take another step
I'll be the shoulder you can lean on
we’ll climb this mountain together
you don't have to do this on your own

because what's the point in loving if i'm going to leave at the first sign of trouble
when your world has become a tornado threatening to be your undoing
and you don't know where to go
I'll do my best to be your anchor until you can find your way into the eye of the storm

In the end
when the rain clouds have cleared
and the wind no longer blows
through good and bad
I'll be there

I have no fear of this
I won't walk away
when all signs are pointing to a terrible ending
I'll take my pen and rewrite the story

When the sun shows itself once again
I'll be there holding your hand
through good and bad
I'm not going anywhere

Your anchor
your gravity
a shoulder to lean on
someone to rewrite this ending
I'll do what I can to be what you need

I'll be there
through good and bad
when the rain clouds have cleared
and the wind no longer blows
in the end
I'll still be holding your hand
For him.
One day I want to try to set this to music.
 Dec 2015
Dana Colgan
Ive given up
on you,
on me.
On you and me.

For you will
never
Be for me.

And thats
OK.
Or at least
it will be.
This is a poem
For people who feel lonely.*

Loneliness is a real feeling
Just like happiness
or love
or depression.
You can feel it when no one is in your presence, just as real as you can feel it in a crowded room.
You can feel it lying by yourself at night, just as real as you can feel it being held by the wrong hands.
Hear this:
Someone out there loves you.
Someone out there *adores
you.
And if they don't at this moment in time, they will in the future.
They are thinking about meeting someone just like you.
God has perfect timing
And He knows exactly when and how your life will unravel.
You are special and unique and absolutely no one else can play your part.
You deserve to be loved unconditionally.
You deserve to feel special.

So here's to all the loners
Who will no longer feel lonely
Soon.
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