"iny" poems
If I could...
I would have the
long
looong
looooong
s
k
i
n
n
y
legs of a model,
A TINY
tiny
t
iny
WAIST,
beautiful hands
(to wear those byooooootiful RINGS),
and flowy, wavvvvvy locks.
I could wear any sunglasses I wanted
(not just the ones with nose pads)
And still look modest in shorts.
I could be a bit taller,
taller than this
FIVE
FOOT
FRAME
and still look good
in peeptoe
l o
u bo
u ti
n sssss.
I would have glowing
smoooooooooooth skin.
BUT
Despite
wishingwishingwishing
for the perfect body
I still love my
palm-sized lumps,
my blemished spotted uneven skin,
my thick thighs,
and my ugly hands.
At least I can wear high heels
to make me
TALLER.
May 9, 2010
May 9, 2010 at 3:16 PM UTC
I will live my life for you,my love,till i see the bright light in your eyes fading away
(And here comes a massive storm.....)
I w i l l li vem yl if ef oryo u , m yl ov e , t il l i se e t h e b r i g h t li ght i n yo u r e y esf a d in ga w ay
w i L l li vem yl if ef O ryo u , m yl o VE t I l l S e e t e B r i g h t L i ght IN y u r e y esf a D in ga w ay
L lvemyl O mylo VE t IS eete B ight L ight IN yure yesa D ingay
L my O lo VE IS te B it L t IN re sa D iny
L O VE IS B L IN D
LOVEISBLIND
Nov 8, 2010
Nov 8, 2010 at 10:25 PM UTC
I just want to be with you daddy
I wish they would understand
I wish they could see who I really am, and not as the person they think I am
Please just come and take me with you!!
Please! ..... Dad please
Mom won't even listen to me anymore!!
She doesn't even care to hear.
I'm not the person everyone is setting me out to be
I'm not my past mistakes...
Your the only one who understands ME!
AND SHE TOOK YOU AWAY!
She robbed me of the time that we could have had.
It's amazing how you can be surrounded an still feel alone....
I remember the first night how it felt when all of a sudden you werent iny life....... I remember HATING God for "letting her push you away" I remember when all of a sudden you wernt there to sing me lulabys, when the books you used to spend hours reading to me had been torn and ripped up from throwing them against the wall.
I remember waking up screaming your name..
Yet no I only wish for you here with me
Just to be where you are
Your the only one who actually listens to me in my family.
Without cheaking your phone while I speak.
I just wish you were here
I'm so lonely
Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 10:29 PM UTC
During different journey's you come to different obstacles in your pathway.
Faced with indecision, which way is the best?
Is the most challenging question that you find yourself asking.
Iny-miny-mini-mo used to be a strategy that worked for me.
But when I came to this crossroad that would not do.
So I sat and,
Watched the clouds change as the birds swirled in the air warning all of the storm on the horizon.
Watched as the hands moved around the clock face.
Watched as the numbers changed, seconds, minutes, hours, days, months.
My heart has been captured but I grabbed it back.
Both have entered my dreams.
One welcoming,
One silent.
Who would of thought that I'd miss you even though I don't know you?
Who would of thought I would miss you even though I know I can't have you?
Who would of thought I would crave you when I've only spoken to you twice.
Who would of thought I would of craved you when I've set you free?
Who would of thought that you only came to guide me closer to God and then left having done your mission?
Who would of thought that I only met you to plant a seed within you?
Who would of thought that the first time that you acknowledged me was the last time I would of seen you?
Who would of thought that I would fall in love with you?
Who would of thought two men so different could be so similar and would of had similar impacts on my heart?
But once again I sit down and observe.
Within the silence I enjoy the scenes that are played out before me.
Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 5:53 PM UTC
yeah, she laughs [*that's what got her <big>,, that laugh that breaks ricochetting h e a rts and puts three--month--old(s) to shame}
but her heel broke at four am on her way out your back door and her mascara hates rainy days (::and, oh, it was rainy.;;
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 1:35 PM UTC
Here I go again
Listening to the rain fall
Spiraling into my own mind
Reaching past my sanity
Drawing out the darkness
Basking in it as if it were light
My past looks like a crime scene
Too much bloodshed and anger
With a suspect who shows no remorse
I hide behind that pretty little smile
Running on that gleam iny eyes
I pull on those clothes to hide my scars
Uh oh I see that, yes that right there
You are looking at me like a wounded puppy
As if I'm merely a broken doll
Sorry to disappoint you hunnie.
I will not be tamed nor shall you repair me
You can climb over all the walls you want
My heart is a dead end maze
It doesn't not make a path to the center
Just winds you around until you're lost too
Please don't come any closer
I will reach out to help you but I'll still fall
I'll pull you back onto the sandy shore
While I drown beneath it all
It is okay my dear do not cry for
You can still find mr past my sanity
There I have the release I crave most
Knowing here not even I can hurt myself
Nor can I bring harm to those I love
So here I go once again
As the thunder rolls in and the lights dim
I'm basking in the brightest darkness
The darkness from within
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 1:08 PM UTC
I'm finally happy
Never thought I would
It happened
And now I see bright
But yet still have a lighter
I'm not as violent as I was
I fount what I wanted
I never been so happy iny life
She said yes after saying no
But now I have so much hope
Now I'm happy
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC
I know I haven't kept in touch
Carino I'm going through so much
I miss those all nighters with you
Just know I'm stuck like glue
Whenever you're feeling blue
I'm right there beside you
Remember my heart remains
Your soul ran through my vains
Settled in and called it home
Hasn't left still lives their alone
Through you I grew never knew
Had no clue but it's true
Thank you for this blessing
Always & Forever imy ily iny
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
What way is the way
to go?
Thinking about death
morose ?
Or is it prescience
planning?
To die how and why?
What improbable event
possible(Eventual)
can call my undertaking
this event,
Fire , gunshot, heart
attack!
C ** king uh on *****
*****
regurgitates into my esoph-
agus.
Whilst a nightmare turns into re-
al(ity+)
Not one to shudder
i stroke
(genius) all of us to our dest-
iny.
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
Wrestling until exhaustion.
I run miles, never taking a step
Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 4:39 PM UTC