Always alone.
Been bullied
beaten
abused
raped and
sodomized.
and yet none of that compares,
to losing my mom.

ON my knees
Screaming
WAILING
WHY GOD WHY?
She still had so much to give.
I still need her!
The world still needs her!
Please Lord!
Tell her how much I love her
And miss her.
Mom-I LOVE YOU!!!!

a favorite poem of mine...

TODAY

Outside my window, a new day I see
And only I can determine what kind of day it will be.
It can be busy, sunny, laughing and gay,
Or boring and cold, unhappy and gray.
My own state of mind is the determining key,
For I am only the person I let myself be.
I can be thoughtful, and do all I can to help,
Or be selfish, and think only of myself.
I can enjoy what I do, and make it seem fun,
Or gripe and complain, and make it hard in someone.
I can be patient with those who may not understand,
Or belittle and hurt them as much as I can.
But I have faith in myself, and believe what I say,
And I personally intend to make the best of today!

just a poem i wrote

CHANGING THOUGHTS


"OH GOD, It's morning" I thought upon waking.
Dread and depression, they started me quaking.
Then I remembered a day, when I heard Him say
in a soft loud voice, "I AM HERE".
So I bow my head, and hopefully pray,
"Please dear Lord, walk with me today."
And He who loves me always, smiles and nods.
So my thought now becomes "Good Morning God!"