I've written one to many poems
And I just can't seem to rhyme...
Words have the power
To make you laugh...
She's freaking out,
I try to calm her...
Starring down the barrel of my life
That dimly lit chasm of memories past...
The day i said yes
i knew we'd be...
Eye shadow on the eyes
And lipstick on the lips...
He makes me sick,
You are oblivious to his tricks...
Precious toys dancing on one floor of tile,
Twirl, twirl, dance, dance, as fast as you can...
This is actually a venting poem.. So, it's not my...
I watched a snowflake falling
I traced it's pattern down...
Broken Glass,
Strings and Rags...
I think of how lucky i am,
as i look back into the past...