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Siobhan Jul 2019
Come sit with me friend hold my hand till the end . Tell me a story once knew .Help my passing be fine , take my mind from this time .
Replace my sorrow with memories true.

Take me far far away to those magical days when youth was my only delight .
When a melody played and we danced for an age , sometimes from morning till night. Rest your hand upon mine while we relive a time soon my journey will come to an end , though while we’re apart , know you’ll live in my heart , forever always my friend.
Siobhan Jul 2019
A child so sweet upon a seat , her tear stained lovely eyes.
she calls her mum her face so young as a lady passes by .
Her tiny hands begin to shake as she try’s to count too five .
she lifts her feet upon the seat and sings just for awhile .

Oh mummy dear I am in fear , you’ve left me all alone ,please come back fast , I have to ask please mummy take me home .
Siobhan Jul 2019
Two lines on a stick, a smile on my face ,a presence within me how great !
I’ve longed for a while to tell him we’re fine and a baby will make us complete.
One week, two ,three ,four ,five I’m excited to see my bump grow ! A skip in my step sure we’ll have no regrets and the baby he’ll hold fondly I know .
But what is this pain , it drives me insane,as I grasp my stomach tight , dragging me down I fall to the ground as the life within me decides, it places a kiss , but I feel emptiness, as the warmth inside me is gone . Not meant to be ,is what people say as my heart decides it will break , a chance lost in time but I know I’ll be fine for an angel now walks beside me .
Siobhan Jul 2019
Touches glances wild romances what’s a girl to say  when all she’s really wanting is to have her special day , innocence is petrified but stands up strong and bold for every man she meets is a potential hand to hold . Shivers reach her insides playing little games perhaps the guy I met last nite I think his name was James . But wait now just one minute what is it that I want , I always said I’d see the world and travel to Vermont. Stop this silly dreaming see me strong and true , and if Prince Charming wants me then he ll know just what to do .
Siobhan Jul 2019
Harsh words were said that day . An empty space and time . Crushed by reality lost within  our minds. Egos  cast aside the chance to give it one more try and as I walked away that day I finally realized.
Though once we were together in bliss and jollity the endearment of our lasting love was lost for eternity  .engulfing desperation , honesty and shame , all life’s emotions, but who is to blame. Soaked now with sorrow,enlaced in disdain , cuffed by emotions with nothing left to gain.
Siobhan Jul 2019
Daring dances , second chances, what did I just do !. Close my eyes as I realize the chance that I just blew . Walked a rope with too much scope and etched all my mistakes upon a theme and daring scheme which much to much at stake.

Lost in a moment of pure hope , so blind I could not see , illusion walked beside me on a road to misery . Challenges I set aside and skipped to happiness, not thinking of the dangers that my habit did ingest , Empty in my pocket, closed within my heart , sneaky in my dealings with many who took part .

Left now with no options. Standing in a cage , judgement took the choice from me as I choose to not engage . Freedom is my anchor it took me as it’s slave and now the door is locked with no means of escape.
Siobhan Jul 2019
Now Christmas morning I awoke and jumped right out of bed, I danced a silly dance and pulled my dress over my head. Excitement filled my insides playing with my heart , what has Santa brought me a doll , a dress a cart .There in the corner sat a box wrapped in delight , grabbing  it I screamed and turned off my bedroom light . Music from the kitchen,  perfume in the air , too the left I look , and see my brother in his chair. Daddy sure looks happy what’s that in his hand , the key ring that I bought wrapped in a yellow band. Left with confusion, my hands begin to shake , who is that old lady I can see from far away , was that  a memory from somewhere in my past  and now all I have left to hold is a picture wrapped in glass.
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