I'm sorry my words are all the same
All trains and the insane and
Unrequited love
I heard the howl of a locomotive just now
And I swear it was howling for me

The faces and things you'll never forget
I can't help but feel I'm next
To be added to the crowd of ex lovers
You'll try so hard not to remember
While I'm fighting to keep your face and hands
Locked inside my mind
It's for nothing

The sun is shining so bright
I can hardly keep my eyes open
And it's so warm
I can hardly feel the cold in my bones

I found a new paradise
In Fredericksburg, Virginia.
No oceans, no throw of the dice
A constant place with the same people
I've come to love so deeply

It is time for poetry to be recognized as a divine gift and the poet as the messenger of Divinity.

He kisses her when she's fully clothed then sends her on her way He tells her that he loves her
when she's miles away

I  no longer have room for all the hurt and sadness that you make
For the lies  that left me feeling betrayed.  
Leading me astray from the confident girl I once was
To a sad one who only saw her flaws
You will no longer have that power to make me feel so low
Because it's time for me to take back control
For I am not the things you say or lies you create
But a goddess who is filled with so much love
All thanks to the lord up above
For always reminding of the beauty of forgiveness
To not give into the ignorance  
For forgiveness is not for those who treapass against us  
But for ourselves  to not go nuts
I am the love and light of this world
Ready to rediscover that bright eyed beautiful girl
For God has opened my eyes to see
That I must leave it all in his hands to live, let go, and just be
So I can finally learn what it truly means to be free

When I was 8, my mother tried to leave home.
I packed a trash bag holding only blankets
I was fully prepared to go with her
she broke dishes trying to get all her things into the car
when she was on the last bag, I wrapped my arms around her waist
and offered her every hug I had to give for her
but she told me
"Not a hug on this earth could keep me here"
but I knew I could do it.
I held her until my dad got home
they talked for hours
and my mother
stayed
I still wonder how my dad did it
I still wonder why I was prepared to go with my mother
I still wonder why I thought a trash bag full of blankets
was enough to live on.

I've been listening to the wind get caught up in the chimes
As I try and find the pulse of the times
I try and turn my visions into substance
And gauge the type of resistance
That my attempts might receive
I try and perceive
The way the light passes right through the trees
And the direction of the breeze
Blows right through my ears
Whispering to me all my fears