Who am I?
I'd like to know myself.
Apart from knowing anyone else.

My time on earth has been spent on others.
Fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, and brothers.
Time for myself has been foolishly spent.
Not even worth one red cent.

Searching, waiting, patiently to find.
Who I am, mean spirited or kind.
I do know who I wish not to be.
Someone, anyone other than me.

The darkness and void that consumes my life.
Fills me with bitterness, turmoil, and strife.
No-one can understand my well-hidden pain.
Lest they be marked as utterly insane.

Who am I?
I'd like to know myself.
Apart from knowing anyone else.

May your first birthday in heaven, void of all tears
Be celebrated with joy, free of all fears
Surrounded by angels, in the presence of your King
Never missing the pain, on this earth it did bring
Praising God with all saints encompassing His throne
Thanking Him always for bringing you home
On earth we shall miss you with each passing year
Still thankful to God for the time you were here

Donnie Taylor

I should have known better, fate not to chance
To love more than one is not mere circumstance
The harder I try to meet that special one
The more I hurt others, the fool I've become

A lifetime of loneliness, no comfort from above
Seeking someone, anyone to love
Scarred by rejection, life's total sum
I will die alone, this fool I've become

Perhaps all would be better had I not been conceived
Is there someone for everyone, I cannot believe
For some of us the only emotion we know
Pain and sorrow are the seeds that we sow
Had I a say where I once came from
I would have chosen to remain rather than the fool I've become

The pain I have caused others just thinking of myself
I pray I receive double and hurt no one else
Especially the one who I still love the most
Half a world away towards the sun's setting coast

I am so sorry for hurting you so
Rest assured my faults I now know
Things are as they are and I can not undo
But one thing is certain and will always be true

God will grant you peace through your pain and comfort as well
But my torment won't end for I am bound for hell
My punishment shall forever remain undone
Always to remember the fool I've become

Don T.

This darkness inside
I no longer can hide
Consuming from within
The misery must end

It all started as fun
Yet soon the troubles begun
Just trying to gain acceptance
I never expected all this

The use and misuse
Quickly evolved into abuse
I lost all control, I know not when
One thing I know. this misery must end

I sworn I'd never become an addict
In spite of my pride, I became sick
This all happened not over night
Misery came slowly like darkness over light

Recovery now my hope, the light enters in
Damage has been done, but life doesn't have to end
I now know how it all started, a character deficit my own
Fear of rejection was the seed I had sown

I cannot undo troubles of my past in a blink
But, I can change my future by changing the way I think
The Road to Recovery is long. but I travel it with a friend
He promises me the hope that the misery will soon end.

Don T.

In the garden of my heart lives a rose without a thorn
Her timeless beauty I behold from afar
Rooted in the fertile soil of love
And sprouted of friendship born

Cared for intently, protected with might
Fragile, her petals are worn
The flower of my garden's delight
Rooted in the fertile soil of love
And sprouted of friendship born

Her lovely slender stem though strong
Yields to a springtime breeze
Gracing my garden with ease
Rooted in the fertile soil of love
And sprouted of friendship born

How is a rose without a thorn
Protected from a sinister deed
Gathered too quickly without care
Would only cause my heart to bleed
Rooted in the fertile soil of love
And sprouted of friendship born

With all due care, I shall cherish her there
In the garden of my heart's delight
My rose without a thorn
Rooted in the fertile soil of love
And sprouted of friendship born

Don Taylor