Hush now child, it'll all be fine
I'm right here, right by your side
Here's where I always hope I'll be
Wrapped in arms of a lover who loves me

Hush now darling, it'll be alright
I'm fighting hard with demons of the night
But all for you, and never in vain
I'll fight forever, for I've so much to gain

Hush now baby, I'm here with you
I hope that nothing gets between us two
I hope our love can go on and on
And I'll wake up next to you each and every dawn

Hush now dear, they're coming near
Stay low and wait until till it's clear
I'll signal when we can keep going
Crouch down, leave nothing showing!

Hush now, I'm through with listening
Looking at you, my eyes glistening
You were the last suspect in this crime
And now I realize we never had time

Dear God, are you there?
Or am I just praying to air?
I once believed beyond doubt in you
And now I just don't know what's true

Dear God, can you help?
Can't you hear my fearful yelp?
I don't wish to be an issue
I just want to know if I would miss you

Dear God, I'm struggling here
I'm not used to not feeling you near
To tell you the truth, I'm really scared
I miss the trust we used to share

Dear God, is Love real?
Is it really the biggest deal?
How can I know Love without my past?
How can I know Love's meant to last?

Dear God, please don't let me go
There's things I've learned I don't wish to know
Please show me God what I can do
Anything, everything, to get back close to you

Poetry shouldn't make you sad
Or bring you to your knees
It's not always about something bad
A fact few choose to see

Poetry should be pure happiness
A candle in dark night
Not that Poetry's always bliss
But not quite so dark as bright

Poetry shouldn't be your pain
The source of all your woes
It shouldn't blot your sunny days
Not send you sinking to a place below

Poetry should be your armor
What reflects away the hurt
Will the metal get dented? Sure
But Poetry's a friend that won't desert

Poetry should be your crutch
What you use to cope
Poetry can mean so much
Poetry is hope

Poetry should draw you close
Like a warm fire and blanket in cold
Comforting when you need it the most
A voice when yours isn't so bold

Poetry is a magical thing
Because it's much more than lines
It's the emotions that from those words spring
That makes a poem fine

Poetry is not just for sad;
It is for happy too
I hope this poem's made you mad
Now you can write some too!

My essential ***** is essentially orphaned
Drifting alone to the tune of sad songs
That beat with the beat of your chest
Enveloped within a fantasy it developed:
That our hearts may have won by becoming as one

My reasoning mind finding reasons to mind
The emotions that keep me in motion
Still swallowed by love for you now I am swallowing to
Try erasing the doubts that are daunting:
That I'll never be whole with this hole where you were

My full body fully embodies the emptiness
That lays down in places where only you've laid
There's times when my soul can think solely of you but
I would be remiss not to be reminiscing:
A piece of me now rests in peace with the first that I loved

When poetry comes easily
Emotion wells inside of me
It's hard for me to stop

My rhymes all run
Like an unloaded gun
Waiting for the pop

And soon I see
What they've done to me
Pushed me toward the top

I don't quite care
Inside, I'm scared
Rhymes for bullets are swapped

I could never be
Your one and only
That fantasy must be dropped

You'll never know
I'll never grow
My roots and stem are chopped

Believe me truly
And trust in me
I wish I could just stop

It's almost as if you think I wanted it this way
That I wanted to be the reaper, blotting out your rays
I ask you, take a walk with me, and see the other side
The feelings that I'd been running from I sought no more to hide

I'm sorry that I hurt you for that was not my plan
I merely wanted to be right with you, let you know where I am
How could I tell you Truth in absence of being so blunt?
These past weeks were not to play; the feelings were no stunt

I'm sorry that you hate me now, and that your blood boils hot
I'm sorry I thought I knew who I was, only to find that I was not
I'm sorry you gave so much to me, you should have kept it all
I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you, to catch you when you fall

But do not take this as a hope that you will take me back
I've moved from wanting to be tied to you to wanting more than slack
I don't curse our past for you have shown me a different part of life
I wish my words read out as words, and not whispers of mocking strife

I wish that I could be there, to help you change your mind
But what I've done is better, don't drop me another line
You should forget me, and all the pain I've caused you
Remember what it means to love when eventually you love anew.