She writes with pure emotion
'Til her words begin to weep
She tries to free her soul from pain
But the hurt is just too deep

Each breath she takes she hesitates
Thinking it might be her last
Her mind betrays her future thoughts
While dwelling in the past

Her tears become the poet's ink
As she writes her heartache free
A stain becomes her work of art
Her quill, her misery

Her words become too heavy
Her will is much too weak
Her hands begin to quiver and shake
And her lips refuse to speak

She writes untill her heartache's gone
And her tears no longer remain
The last thing she does is name her feelings
It'a called, The Poet's Pain

I planted the worlds last flower
In the garden by the brook
Its beauty took my breath away
It only took one look

It's as precious as the finest gold
And jewels cannot compare
Nothing is quite as beautiful
As the flower planted there

It's smell is like no other smell
That I have ever known
It's got to be God's pride and joy
The best He's ever sown

I covered this flower so carefully
As I placed it in the dirt
The tears I cried quenched its thirst
But for me it only hurt

I planted the worlds last flower
Under skies of purest blue
It was hard for me to walk away
For the worlds last flower was you

Deep inside a secret garden
Beside the wishing stream
Wishes are planted and watered with tears
And grow into a dream

The dreams are plucked by young and old
Each night from the wishing ground
Then returned from whence they came
To the garden where they were found

Sometimes they're picked too early
That's when nightmares are born
Those are the dreams that's cast aside
Their roots then twisted and torn

The wishes are planted in Winter and Fall
And come to life in the Spring
The dreams in the garden have to be picked
To see what magic they bring

Deep inside a secret garden
Beside the wishing stream
Wishes are planted and watered with tears
And grow into a dream

Heartache is a different pain
A cancer that grows inside
Tears, the only known relief
Like morphine when we've cried

Tears can be addictive though
This quiet liquid pain
It calms our screams a little while
But the heartaches still remain

Don't waste your tears on bad mistakes
You'll need them when it's right
Or maybe to say, "I'm sorry"
In the middle of some senseless fight

Tears can take the pain away
Though long it doesn't last
It's long enough to heal your heart
'Til your hurt has finally passed

Tears can cure a lot of things
That's bottled up inside
It heals the soul from the inside out
So don't be ashamed you cried

Trees cry tears of leaves
As they lament fall's return
While dreaming of spring

She quietly whispers, "I love you"
As she kisses them on their heads
She listens to their evening prayers
And then tucks them in their beds

"One more story", says the smallest
"It's getting late", her mother would say
"Now close your eyes and go to sleep,
For tomorrow's another day"

She's done the best she can
Raising three children alone
They've always had plenty to eat
And a place to call their home

But still she pauses to wonder
How happy they could have been
If her husband wouldn't have cheated
And then walk out on them

Only in her loneliest moments
Does she think about the past
A marriage without commitment
Was destined not to last

She never thought she could make it
Without her husband by her side
Her wounds have opened a whole new world
To show what's hidden inside

She no longer cries herself to sleep
And the night's don't seem so long
Sometimes it's takes a tragedy
To make a person strong

A momentary lapse of reason
Has brought me back to you
Even though I'll always know
The hurt you've put me through

With blinded eyes I come again
My heart won't let me leave
I can't deny the tears I cry
The evidence, on my sleeve

Doubt has now replaced the hope
That made my world worth while
Dread and fear will reappear
And steal away my smile

Like a puppet on a lonely stage
My strings are in your hands
I have no will to even feel
Just following your commands

I'm just going through the motions
Tired and feeling used
I tried today to stay away
But again, my heart refused

He crawled thru our window
A man with no hair
Standing four feet tall
Every night he was there

We moved to this house
Not knowing of its lore
Not hearing of the evil
That lurked there before

A ****** took place
By a man and his mother
A sibling was killed
He stabbed his own brother

He would walk to our bed
Night after night
With evil in his eyes
And our hearts filled with fright

In a lab coat of white
And blood on his chest
He told us he'd **** us
For this was his quest

Only in this room
Would he always appear
To fill me and my brothers
With breathtaking fear

When we moved to another
The room would be clean
Neither mother or her son
Would ever be seen

My mother would tell us
It was only a dream
Til his mother she saw
With a blood curdling scream

The front door was locked
But like a phantom magician
She walked thru the walls
This ghostly apparition

She sit in a chair
And rocked while she laughed
My mother was paralyzed
By this witch and her craft

"You can't move can you dear?"
The woman replied
She said the death smell was sickening
From this woman who'd died

In the middle of the night
Doors would open then close
Who's coming and going?
None of us knows

The neighbors all knew
Of the things that occured
But all were too scared
To utter a word

My father would sit
By our bedside each night
Til we all fell asleep
Then turn out the light

This story is true
I was six years old
The house is still standing
And the story still told

Each Halloween season
This house will appear
In our towns local newspaper
To fill us with fear

Though now it stands empty
Many families passed thru
And all will attest
That what I've told you, is true

She saw him on the sidewalk
One evening in the spring
He was tall, dark and bashful
And quite a handsome thing

He never seemed to say a word
Each day as she passed by
He thought she didn't notice him
Or maybe, she was shy

Everyday when the sun came out
She saw him on the street
She wondered if he'd look her way
Or if they'd ever meet

He tried his best to call to her
But he couldn't say her name
He wanted to tell her how he felt
And hoped she felt the same

She saw him standing by a wall
Until it began to rain
For that's when shadows disappear
And vanish down the drain


Two Shadows in Love

Hate is something taught
Love is something we're born with
Who is hate's teacher?

On a cold clear night
A whisper becomes a shout
When breath can be seen

No one knows where the wind comes from
But we see can it in the trees
There's nothing there we can touch or hold
But we can feel its gentle breeze

The wind is made of voices
Just whispers in the night
From those who've long since passed away
Reaching, for the light

It sometimes comes in a sweet caress
From lovers who have died
A gentle kiss upon our cheeks
From a husband or a bride

A melancholy wind will sometimes blow
A whisper of the past
From broken hearts who've died alone
A love that didn't last

We sometimes feel that angry wind
A lost and tortured soul
Cursed to shout in a whispered voice
That time cannot console

So when you feel that warm spring breeze
Listen close and you will hear
The wind is made of whispering souls
From voices, no longer here

There was magic in the poet's quill
For whatever he wrote came true
A man who could write the future
And the past if he wanted to

He always wrote of happy endings
Until one day he wrote of a curse
The world grew dark and barren
As he scribbled his enchanted verse

Like an evil wizard he cast his spell
Using only his words as magic
Feverishly, he wrote a world of gloom
And the result was truly tragic

He wrote of sorrow and broken things
The world was filled with tears
And all the good he'd ever written
Just suddenly disappears

He wrote the sun would shine no more
And the moon was a thing of the past
The people on earth were crying for mercy
How much longer could this last?

No on knew why the poet had changed
And why his writings became so dark
They knew not what tomorrow would hold
On this journey they were forced to embark

For the poet had suffered a broken heart
And his sadness betrayed his words
He no longer wrote of the beautiful flowers
Or the love songs sung by the birds

This curse would last for twenty years
Until the poet's heart was mended
For when he found his one true love
His curse had finally ended

By the time you read this, I will be gone
I will simply no longer exist
I'm using the last words you said to me
To drain the blood from my wrists

Your words cut through me like a suicide knife
Like the very sharp edge of goodbye
"I'm sorry" will not stop the bleeding
Nor will the tears that you cry

You filled my veins with your poison
With promises, that you didn't keep
You pierced my heart with all of your lies
The scars, I carry so deep

So how do you know when it's over?
When you given them all you can give
The tears that I cry are shaped like goodbye
With no longer a will to live

I never knew that words could ****
But today I no longer exist
The ways that I died are all trapped inside
And are simply too many to list

Deprived for all existence
The world has disappeared
My heart builds walls of callus
My soul, forever seared

How can I ever love again?
No feelings so serene
A puppet without a master
A king without his queen

Never will a single smile
Call my face it's home
Destined to be love's vagabond
With no one to call my own

Growing old and lonely
It's now a way of life
Love, is just a four letter word
Without you as my wife

I spend my days in silence now
Trying not to cry
You said you'd never leave me
Why did you have to die?

Enter a land of shattered dreams
And cast aside desires
The gates are built on broken smiles
And promises made by liars

A place where love's not welcome
For it simply cannot be found
A land of crushed and hollow souls
And screams doesn't make a sound

A place where hope does not exist
And compassion cannot survive
Where second chances is just a myth
And pain and heartache thrive

A land where lakes are filled with tears
And memories once made, now lost
A bridge that leads to nowhere
With a void that can't be crossed

A place you've made with years of hurt
Your priceless work of art
An empty shell of a broken man
Welcome to my heart

Somewhere in the darkest shadows
A promise lays void and broken
A testament to a broken heart
And evey word that's spoken

Where do broken promises go?
Do they fade away and die?
Or do they live in empty hearts,
'Til they grow into a lie?

Before a promise is broken
Someone has to care
Shattered trust, an empty shell
A feeling of despair

Betrayal is a way of life
And the mark of every liar
But the truth not only sets you free
It's also tried by fire

Where do broken promises go?
In wicked hearts to hide?
Or a hollow truth with no regrets
In the minds of those who lied

Traces of our lives
Are left when we are gone
A little piece of what we were
Stays behind to carry on

Some may call it history
Remnants of our past
What we choose to do today
Determines if it lasts

No one sees tomorrow
Our plans, uncertain at best
We just live day by day
And time will do the rest

We try to make a difference
Not knowing which way to turn
Making mistakes along the way
But always willing to learn

Destiny awaits our Legacy
To see what we have been
No promise of tomorrow
Just evidence of an end

She traces her finger along his lips
And smiles with satisfaction
The poison leaves him paralyzed
Just another fatal attraction

She lures them in with her beauty
And keeps them with her kiss
She looks for those who no one knows
A stranger they wouldn't miss

A female Jack the Ripper
But no one knows her name
A hollow soul with a morbid goal
Who plays a deadly game

A widow of sorts with ice in her veins
And all of your money she'll steal
And when she's through I pity you
There's nothing left but to ****

One eye is green the other is blue
So beware of the women you date
I'll tell you this with only one kiss
It will forever be too late

I'm sorry dear, what do you mean?
And why do you have that knife?
No, sweatheart, I didn't mean you
It just sounds like I mean my wife

He paitently paints the flowers
At the beginning of each day
His touch supplies the beauty
That makes them look that way

He colors every rainbow
Then hangs them in the sky
And brightens up the sunshine
As morning's drawing nigh

He shines the moon and stars
To keep them burning bright
He ready's them for the darkness
To cast His guiding light

His brush creates the ripples
On the rivers and the lakes
He seeks to paint perfection
No matter what it takes

The world has been His canvas
From the moment time began
And we become His Masterpiece
When in the Father's Hand

What does it feel like to race the wind?
Or to dance in the warm spring rain?
How did it feel the first time you smiled?
Or you wake on your sheets, with a stain?

How did it feel the first time you cried?
The tears streaming down your face
Or the first time you lost at anything,
As you hung your head in disgrace?

How did it feel the first time you lied?
Or the first time you told the truth
How did it feel to sleep in the dark?
Or to pull your very first tooth

How did it feel to get your first kiss,
And wonder why your palms were sweaty?
How did it feel when a loved one died,
Somehow before you were ready?

How did it feel when you found heartache?
With your heart so broken and torn
This is just life, so take it or leave it
But it's how a poem is born

I peer into the this place called pain
That lies within my heart
A place that's riddled with endless holes
Like scars from an assassin's dart

A place that's filled with hollow dreams
That ends in desolation
Where darkness overtakes the birth of light
Void, of illumination

A loneliness full of shattered hopes
A barren and empty shell
An eternal tomb of wretched screams
A place that I call hell

An endless maze that leads nowhere
A deep and forgotten stain
A shallow grave of tortured souls
This place that I call pain

The plastic flowers on your grave
Was all I had to give
To celebrate the life
That you had chose to live

You never took for granted
The early morning rain
Or the songs of the sparrows
Sitting by your window pane

You went to church on Sunday
God's commanded day of rest
And though you wasn't perfect
You always tried your best

You were the worlds greatest mother
And you loved being a wife
You'll always be with me
For the rest of my life

These flowers made of plastic
On your grave will never die
And as long as they're here
I won't have to say goodbye

The darkness here is blinding
In this prison of lost desires
Not even a burning ember
Can rekindle the forsaken fires

A tomb of broken promises
Is my only company
No hope for an escape
No chance to ever be free

Pain and heartache mock me
As I ponder my mistakes
The sound I hear is deafening
From the heart that finally breaks

My thoughts, my only refuge
Of the things that could have been
But grief will soon remind me
Of the love that had to end

Comfort and joy betray me
Tomorrow will never come
Held captive in my anguish
As I am left, feeling numb

My purgatory is the silence
And here I shall remain
Forever to be forgotten
For my captor is my pain

The most beautiful sight I've ever seen
Such beauty has never been found
I catch you staring back at me
But you never make a sound

Your eyes are like a crystal sea
So deep and full of love
I know for sure you're one of a kind
That was sent from Heaven above

Your smile can keep me hypnotized
I can stare at you for days
I can tell the world of your awesomeness
In a million different ways

I just can't seem to get anything done
Whenever you're in the room
My eyes won't let me look away
My purpose you consume

What would I do without you
My vision of perfection
My wife just told me to stop it
I've been staring at my own reflection

Love is just puzzle
Though you must admit
It makes a beautiful picture
When all the pieces fit

If the commitment piece is missing
And it's hard to find devotion
We try to find the promise piece
While still looking for emotion

Respect and trust are smaller pieces
But they make the puzzle whole
And where did I put that honesty
Does anybody know

I've finally found affection
I think it goes right here
Patience is a bigger piece
But it always disappears

To make this puzzle whole
Our work must never cease
Love becomes the picture
When we find the missing piece

What wretched fiend has trapped my soul,
and leaves me reprobate?
An unseen spirit haunts my mind,
I cannot concentrate

My words somehow betray my thoughts,
they will not heal my need
But still I write forsaking hope,
'Til my fingers start to bleed

What evil lurks in hearts of men?
This is not God's design
A cancer filled with hollow screams
no matter how benign

My mirror's face has turned away
refusing to look my way
My conscience sits in silent stares
and lets me go astray

The reflection looking back at me
is one I do not know
What happened to the poet's face,
Edgar Allan Poe?



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She tries to remember
His voice as she cries
Reflections of him
Can be seen in her eyes

Her memories betray her
With each passing day
Her smile, now broken
Has faded away

Her reason for living
Escapes her mind
She looks for a future
But none will she find

Her heart rendered worthless
It's shattered in two
One beat lay silent
The other askew

Her lover now sleeps
In a field of stone
As she's cursed to walk
This world all alone

Why can't anybody hear me?
I scream til my face turns blue
A lot of people stare at me
Like they're just passing thru

They act like I'm invisible
They don't hear a word I say
I keep calling out their names
But they just walk away

What was this thing I did
To make them all be so rude
They act like they're hiding
Or maybe trying to elude

And even my own children
Acted like I just don't exist
I tried calling to my wife
But she would only resist

It must have been horrible
This thing that I did
Then nothing but darkness
As they closed the coffin's lid

Embraced by the silence that pierces my soul
My shadow, my only friend
Aimlessly I wander this barren place
Not knowing where my path might end

My scars are the burdens that weigh me down
A silent reminder of pain
My reason for living remains out of sight
Too broken to ever complain

The winds often whisper my name in the night
I follow where ever it leads
The darkness inhales my will to survive
Ignoring my wants or my needs

These walls of destiny impede my view
My judgement now cloudy and tired
The decisions I make are the product of fate
A reason, no longer required

My future is hollow, its echo unclear
As I stumble back into the night
No promises made, my hope held captive
I pray, that I soon find the light

No where to turn, no where to hide
I write to set my soul free
These voices uncertain I follow a ghost
This shadow called destiny

In my shadow stands the best of who I am
A part of me that I am proud to be
He follows me everywhere I go
And says he wants to grow to be like me

In my shadow stands the answer to all my dreams
A part of me that's learned from my mistakes
And as he watches everything I do
He doesn't know what a better me he makes

In my shadow stands a blessing from above
A part of me that makes me want to live
To let him know exactly how I feel
And show him all the love I have to give

In my shadow stands my beginning and my end
A part of me that I want the world to see
He tries his best to be the best he can
To be the man that he is sure to be

In my shadow stands the reason I am me
A part of me that fills my heart with joy
One day soon when he fills his daddy's shoes
He'll become the shadow for his little boy

The distant sounds of silent screams
Echo through my soul
A nightmare filled with broken dreams
That time cannot console

My helpless mind will not yield
To these voices that I hear
My captive thoughts have not revealed
The purpose of my fear

Loneliness mocks my very being
As time comes screeching to a halt
Blame hides my eyes from seeing
Insisting it's not my fault

They say I'm mad, mad indeed
They know nothing of my pain
There's no one here to intercede
So this madness must remain

They call me a poet, poet indeed
How is it they do not know?
Can't they see the words I bleed
I'm Edgar Allan Poe

Love is not a thing we feel
It's a place where hearts can grow
An unseen land where dreams are born
And travel to and fro

A place where heartbeats beat the same
Where memories can be made
A place to dance beneath the stars
With no music being played

Where hugs and kisses stand in line
And taught to wait their turn
A place where tears are cast aside
And hearts are taught to yearn

Where honesty lives and learns to thrive
A place we practice trust
Where battles are fought and won each day
Against that thing called lust

Love is a place where lovers go
A land where commitment is free
A special place where hearts can grow
A place we long to be

If you were gone I'd miss you dearly
I'd probably die of loneliness nearly
I would wake the moon and stars to see your shine
I'd see the coming heartache clearly
I'd write my words of love sincerely
I would walk a thousand miles to make you mine

I'd say your name with true devotion
I'd kiss your lips with pure emotion
I would do just about anything to see your smile
I'd walk across the deepest ocean
I'd make the world's first love potion
I would make your reason for staying here worthwhile

I'd try to stop the world from turning
I'd let you see a heart that's yearning
I would mend all the broken pieces that I lack
I'd cry until my eyes were burning
I'd show you all the things I'm learning
I would trace your every step 'til you come back

Alone in the dark I wait for the light
To show me where I belong
I can't find my way until it is day
But the darkness is lasting so long

The things that I see in the darkness
Shadows are tempting the light
But there's nothing to fear for I'm used to it hear
And your day will still be my night

Born in this world of silent screams
I can't even see my own tears
Try to understand I see with my hand
The darkness has held me for years

I wish someone would turn on the light
And let me taste what it's like to be free
But for now I am found in this world made of sound
Hoping that one day I'll see

Alone in the dark I wait for the light
Just a glimpse I'm praying to find
But I'm trapped in this hell with touch, sound and smell
For that's what it's like to be blind

In this pit of utter darkness
The day doesn't see the light
Encompassed by my agony
To my captors, joyous delight

Surrounded by constant weeping
And the sounds of grinding teeth
Their cries for mercy go unheard
With no hope for any relief

The living dead is what we're called
For there's no one here deceased
This torment will last forever
And the torture will be increased

Time here has no meaning
In this prison cell of sorrows
Forgiveness, now an illusion
No hope for more tomorrows

Hope is now a foreign word
Only spoken under our breath
Compassion here is futile
We can't even pray for death

Our sins have been recorded
And play back in our head
With our chances for forgiveness
But we still chose this, instead

This place is called, "Eternity"
Forever here, we'll dwell
Others say "The bottomless pit"
But this is simply Hell

I've often wondered why you cry
Why are you always sad?
What's the reason for your tears,
What makes you feel so bad?

Your pillow case is always stained
Your tears are on your sleeve
Has someone near you passed away,
The reason why you grieve?

An unseen pain you hide away,
Something I can't see?
Did your best friend just walk away,
What could it possibly be?

Tell me why you feel this way
Help me ease your pain
Is it something that's too hard to say,
Something you can't explain?

I see the way you look at me
Each time I'm standing near
Now I know who makes you cry
My reflection's in your tear



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Your lies are like a familiar face
That scar me to my core
You've changed the person I used to be
I'm nothing like before

You've hardened every part of me
My heart is made of stone
You chiseled away, 'til there's nothing left
Not fit to look upon

You put me on a pedestal
So that everyone can see
But they don't know the person I was
Or what you've done to me

You're proud of your creation
You mold me to your will
You consider yourself the master poet
And me, just the poet's quill

You painted me to your perfection
And forgot about my heart
I no longer exist to me, but to you,
Your greatest work of art

Tomorrow is just another word
That I don't use much anymore
I keep looking back at yesterday
To the way it was before

The way things were before you died
When Christmas still had joy
Now Christmas trees and Santa Claus
Are too painful to enjoy

Christmas eve still passes by
The presents, all put away
This night is filled with tearful dreams
And the dread of Christmas day

Our fireplace holds no stockings now
Like it did when we first met
The gift you gave me, under the tree
I just can't open it yet

The thing I miss the most this day
I've missed for quite a while
It's the way your face would wake the sun
With your Christmas morning smile

Another Christmas has come and gone
Without you by my side
And though I cherish the birth of Christ
It's also the day you died

When the angels cry
It will sometimes look like rain
Rainbows wipe their tears

Trembling in my bed tonight
I cannot close my eyes
The movie on the late, late show
Says everybody dies

Now some say I'm a scaredy cat
But tonight is Halloween
What if someone kidnaps me,
And tries to eat my spleen?

I know there's no great pumpkin
Okay, maybe there is
What if he puts a spell on me,
And tries to make me his?

And I think that there's a monster
Who lives beneath my bed
I shiver and shake and stay awake
With covers over my head

There's something outside my window
And shadows on my wall
I think I hear some rattling chains
From the ghosts that's in the hall

Right then I hear this eerie voice
And feel this clammy hand
My wife says, "Hush and go to sleep,
You're supposed to be a man"

I'm writing you this love song
To wipe away your tears
It's full of happy endings
To steal away your fears

I'll choose the lyrics carefully
So you can sing along
You'll be my inspiration
As I'm writing you this song

I found the music in my heart
The words are in your eyes
I'm with you in slow motion
But somehow time still flies

You're the reason for the heartbeat
That beats in harmony
The reason for the me in you
And you, the you in me

I'm writing you this love song
For you will always know
I wrote this song about our love
To say I love you so

Hidden beneath the breath of time
Are things that remain unseen
It's a place neither here nor there
For it's simply in between

Hollow stares, with eyes of pain
Is the evidence that they can see
A place, without understanding
And it will not set us free

It captures all our hopes and dreams
It's like they don't exist
Who we were and who we are
Has simply been dismissed

Our loved ones left alone to ponder
About a place they cannot go
They try to help us mend our wounds
But the scars just will not show

Depression is a such lonely place
It hides inside our mind
It steals the joy that we once knew
Where peace is hard to find

It swallows up our tomorrows
As it leaves an empty soul
We're left alone to suffer
In a place where you can't go

Woe, unto this heart of men
This mortal soul, I fear is weak
I question God, is this sin?
Bold I was, now humbled and meek

Forsaken by the breath of life
My lungs betray my need to breathe
My heart is pierced by an unseen knife
A foe, my mind cannot perceive

My dreams held captive by enchanted smiles
My hunger, a thing of the past
My sleep now stolen by these wicked trials
A torment, that's unsurpassed

What curse is this that leaves me maim,
And renders my body weak?
Does this demon have a name,
That paints my future bleak?

Alas, this wound will never heal
It festers within a crippled soul
'Tis love that's robbed me of my will
For I no longer have control

Time starts ticking the day we're born
Today is tomorrow's past
Yesterday is just a memory
That fades and never lasts

Everyday when the sun sets low
We're closer to the grave
Death keeps calling every hour
'Til we become his slave

While we're young we live forever
Living life to the fullest, we're bold
But one day soon time starts to fly
Then the grave awaits, we're old

Looking back we count our blessings
And curse the things we've lost
For time doesn't care who we are
And we all must pay the cost

Our life is only an echo in time
Destined to disappear
From birth to death then we're gone
Like we were never here

If you ever get to Heaven,
Would you ever wanna leave?
It takes a lifetime to get there
And the greatest we'll achieve

After you see those streets of gold,
Could you really just walk away,
And turn your back on Paradise,
Like it's any other day?

Could you leave behind your loved ones,
Who rejoiced when you arrived,
And tell them you must leave the place,
That's more beautiful than described?

Could you touch the walls of jasper,
Or sail the crystal sea,
And then walk thru those gates of pearl,
And leave eternity?

And after you've been to Paradise
A place where life don't end
Could you leave this place you call your home,
To die for a stranger's sin?

Could you ever tell the Father,
To keep the things He's hid,
And one day soon you'll come back home,
Just like Jesus did?


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You want me to say I love you
But I can only say I care
You want me to tell you all of my dreams
But I tell you, I don't dare

You ask me to hold you closer
But this is as close as I can get
You ask me to show you affection
But I'm just not ready yet

You need me to make you happy
But I don't know I can
You need me to say I need you
But I'm not that kind of man

You love me the way you're supposed to
But it's love I can't return
You love me unconditional
But it's love I'll never learn

The reason, I've hidden inside my heart
But I guess maybe most of all
No one ever steps into love
And I'm too afraid to fall

Repetitious literature
Keeps flowing thru my mind
But somehow the words still seem
Just impossible to find

I'll write untill my fingers bleed
Blood, my ink of choice
But when a poet's lost his words
He's also lost his voice

Inspiration, has forsaken me
It leaves me barren and waste
Nothing more than an empty shell
I dare not write in haste

Overtaken by emotion
My mind betrays my heart
Like two ships that pass in the night
That keeps drifting further apart

Without my inspiration
The words come out all wrong
It's the music that keeps me writing
To sing the poet's song

I wonder if Poe could have known
That his pain would bring him fame?
His words would become his legacy
So the world would know his name

Then there's "Romeo and Juliet"
A Shakespeare contribution
This was written centuries ago
But it's still in distribution

And what about this man named Frost
Known for "A Road Not Taken"
Did he know the fire he'd light inside?
Or the hunger that he'd awaken?

Then there's a man named Whitman
Known for "Song of Myself"
Did he know that these words he quietly penned,
Would be a treasure on someone's shelf?

And Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Said, "Let Me Count the Ways"
Did she understand these magical words,
Would bring her so much praise?

I'm sure they'd love to see this day
For it would bring them much delight
They are the heart of our inspiration
And the reason why we write


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I sit in the corner and watch the world
Confused at what I see
While trying my best to figure out
What part of this world is me?

I hide my eyes, too scared to look
This corner, I never leave
Safe and sound as the world goes by
Not knowing what to believe

From here I can't see a future
I keep living my life in the past
I try to move on but my fears hold tight
Haunted, by the shadows they cast

Crippled, I sit, day after day
The whispers will keep me in place
Not strong enough to stand on my own
Too scared of what I will face

I sit in the corner and watch the world
Confused at what I see
While trying my best to figure out
What part of this world is me?