You took it all away from me. The girl I mean to be. You took the faith I loved so and my poetry. You broke my heart and you broke my spirit, however a metaporhosis you will see Robert Littlejohn and Michael Czech when this ugly duckling becomes a beautiful swan once more with a dazzing smile, sparking eyes, but my heart no man will get because I am sick and tired of cheaters and Peter Pans. I am tired catertering to ***** ******* mama's boys who live their impossible dreams I want to be a musican or I want to be a poet when neither one of you have the skill to be. I  am content to be solitude and with my computer by side because I am a real poet and writer and this is my chosen life.

Roof top views are the best.
Nothing but the dark blue skies,
Shimmering with bright white stars.
Dazzing off into a place where life is lifeless,
Drama isn't important,
And stress is non existence.
Relaxing your body with the vision of something bigger,
Something much deeper,
If you just had that one person,
Seeing these dark blue skies,
shimmering with the bright white stars,
It will all just be so perfect,
No words being said,
But so worth it.

with all the poignant world
dazzing and spinning about
bent at a screen
fixed on finding
the definition of wonder