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Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Never Knock on a Stranger's Door

I was waiting on the stoop of someone’s home. I only stopped to avoid the rain. They never would have known that I was there. Why did I knock on that door?

I was headed home from the grocery store. I didn’t have the money to waste gas going to the store. The light from inside the house came on. Why did I knock on that door?

I remembered my husband would get off work soon. I thought that he could come pick me up. The house was well kept, with tender and care. Why did I knock on that door?

I did not know what had happened here. I had never heard the stories people told behind closed doors. There was someone inside, maybe watching TV. Why did I knock on that door?

I knocked on the door. I was greeted by a man. He seemed like a nice enough man. Why did I knock on that door?

I was offered inside. I gladly obliged. He offered me a seat. Why did I knock on that door?

I turned around towards the living room. I saw fresh blood on the floor. His eyes met mine with a crazy glare when I looked back at him. Why did I knock on that door?

I turned to leave. I was stopped by his hands. He turned me to look at his dead wife on the floor. Why did I knock on that door?

I tried to scream but no sound came out. I felt a hot pain along my throat. He threw me to the floor towards his wife. Why did I knock on that door?

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

To a Lost Friend

I remember the days
When we were younger
Life was good
And we had so much fun.

But as the days passed by
We met new people.
That had new ideas
And new faces.

We saw each other
Every once in a while
Life pulled us different ways
yet still we smiled.

But then I realized
That you were gone
You went through the motions
But no spirit was there.

Ashamed of your deeds
You hid from your friends
The ones who loved you
Even with sin on your hands

We could not condone
How you’d chosen to live
But that doesn’t mean
That we couldn’t forgive

Some claimed rebellion
Some blamed a boy
But I knew deep down
You were lost in your self

I hope someday that
You can see
The value in you
That was never lost on me

As the days go by
I think of you often
And hope life treats you well
In spite of yourself

I’ve always known
You have such potential
That you can succeed
If you truly desire

You’ll be a good mom
But don’t stress so much
Keep your head on straight
Don’t do drugs and such

We all wish you well
And we hope you’re alright
My two cents of advice
Is never tell yourself a lie

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Like a Hot Sword

We're Intermediate
You and I.
Its been so long
It could be a lie.

Life's no fun
Without your antics.
So why do I find you
so pedantic.

I see you face
You make me smile.
Yet at every step
We must walk miles

You say I fight you
But I think not
Yet I must live with
What we’ve wrought

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Why don't you see?

My heart has stopped.
It will beat no more.
The blood that once flowed
now sits cold.


I've changed since I've met you.
I've lived since I've met you.
If living must kill me
then I'm not sure whats the point.


Your compassionate touch brings me ecstasy.
Your scolding glare rips me apart.
I've hurt you too,
but I just can't stop.


I am lost in your love,
but I drown in your anger.
I've become cold and desperate
Relishing the good and accepting the bad.


My fire used to burn bright
but I've lost the desire to shine.
I've lost my life, my way
and the love of all but you.


I've thought of leaving,
of leaving not just you.
The only thing keeping me
is the person I used to be.


I am sad and I am lonely.
I am happy and I am loved.
They all whorl around me
each emotion striking at will.


I've lost control of myself.
I've let myself go.
I've changed who I am.
I've given up my goals.


But I still hold on.
I still have hope.
Someday I'll speak.
For at last I will find peace.


I love you,
but I see you
better then you see yourself.
Just as you do me.


So why can't you see?
that I'm lost inside?
that I'm dying inside?
or do you see?


I stay because I care.
Can you say the same?
I know we're not perfect,
but why must I take the blame?


My blood pumps no more
and my fire has died?
I'm here because I love you,
but its hard to survive.