God has given me a soul,
That extracts the cold,
And turns everything to gold.

In an ocean of thoughts
I gasped for my last breath.

I was a dead city then
and I am a city of brisk air now.

In a matter of fact,
I'm ascending
to be someone else.

I was a runaway girl in light clothes
and cigarettes was the thought that I cling to
but I started caring about you and it all became a dust of ashes
just like everything else turned to shy.

I love you, 3 words everyone seem to throw around so easily
Without ever really understanding how to use them correctly
Very simple words yet with very deep meaning
That usually leaves one with a warm, fuzzy feeling

They are so simple to say
That they're becoming quite passé
Almost like it's vogue
But be careful of whose ego you stroke

I'm sure we were taught not to say things we don't mean
So please be careful not to demean
These simple words full of value
Like I Love You

Read my poems,
though read them right.
You can't just read them like
you are reading a book,
And think "this is not that good".
What is this?
These are words from my heart,
Don't underestimate.
The power contained in each word,
Sings a tune,
Read it like that,
Like a song,
that's the way it deserves to be read.
You then might feel what I feel
and appreciate each word
And let them touch your heart,
and truly understand what's being said.
Each word a journey of my hearts content,
Or its losses,
Some possibly written with tears dripping,
On the keyboard,
true emotions,
Deserve respect.