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Post by wishiwasbeastgirl on Sept 13, 2005 19:32:16 GMT -5
Thanks!
Why do I try when I always fail,
reach out to grab it with no avail,
when I'm doing it on my own I'm free,
but if someone tells me, I fail miserably.
If all I do is set myself up to fall,
why should I even try at all,
I can't stop even if I want to,
I can't stop because it's what I do.
Through it all, the pain, the tears,
the happiness, the sadness, the tiredness, the fears,
the only thing I can do is wait and see,
what the next day will bring for me.
Okay.
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Post by gem on Sept 14, 2005 19:56:36 GMT -5
Nice one. You're really good at this.
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Post by wishiwasbeastgirl on Sept 14, 2005 20:21:20 GMT -5
Thanks!
Taking me over slowly,
you look is penetrating my soul,
I know you want one thing, earning my love is your goal.
I don't know how long it takes,
to return the feeling you try so despretly to make,
love doesn't come easy for me,
but when I love, it's true, you'll see.
I'll never let you go until we're through,
I'll never stop whispering your name, it'll be the very last thing I do,
this feeling is so new,
but I'll always stand by you,
I'll never stop loving your name,
I'll hold you all the same,
if you leave me, my heart will break,
tell me, what path will you take?
Okay.
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Post by superdavefumc on Sept 14, 2005 20:53:35 GMT -5
SHE'S BACK!! oh, thank GOD my muse is BACK! i've got not one, but TWO poems to post tonight!!!
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Post by superdavefumc on Sept 14, 2005 20:54:30 GMT -5
okay, here's the first. it's called "Hero?" and it describes my feelings on being called a superhero at my church and where those sentiments should be sent. it is spiritual, so...
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Post by wishiwasbeastgirl on Sept 14, 2005 20:55:47 GMT -5
Cool!
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Post by superdavefumc on Sept 14, 2005 20:57:17 GMT -5
Hero?
They say I'm a hero,
But "they" don't know much,
Without faith I'm a zero,
And in pretty deep dutch.
I've done nothing to earn,
Their respect and their praise,
I seek to discover, where
Their faith in me lays.
I'm no good alone,
I'm useless when sole.
But when I join a group,
My skills become whole.
You see, I'm not the hero,
I'm merely the focus.
The center for power,
The true hero's locus.
The true hero lies,
Far above us all.
We, his underlings,
Worship His hallowed hall.
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Post by superdavefumc on Sept 14, 2005 20:58:08 GMT -5
this is #2. this is one of the few poems i'll dedicate. this is dedicated to my best friend, bryan, who was diagnosed with cancer earlier this year. it's called "Stricken"
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Post by superdavefumc on Sept 14, 2005 20:58:51 GMT -5
oh, and sorry, but it contains one profane word.
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Post by wishiwasbeastgirl on Sept 14, 2005 21:00:20 GMT -5
That was good! I'm really sorry about your friend. One of my friends had cancer.
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Post by superdavefumc on Sept 14, 2005 21:01:51 GMT -5
Stricken
Stricken with a cancer,
A thousand deadly cells.
Subjected to the treatment,
Of a thousand chemical hells.
The cancer is eating him,
He's lost all his hair.
His muscle mass is going,
I don't see how he can bear.
He's being betrayed by his body,
Being destroyed by his genes.
I have to stop and ask myself,
"Why?" and what it all means.
But he's not lost yet,
He's fighting the disease off,
I have faith in his survival,
At death, we all scoff.
He braves all these horrors,
Smiling, none the less.
If he left, I don't know what
I'd do; I'd be lost, I confess.
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Post by wishiwasbeastgirl on Sept 14, 2005 21:05:12 GMT -5
That's sad, and again, I'm sorry, and wish that they will get well.
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Post by superdavefumc on Sept 14, 2005 21:05:21 GMT -5
... i almost cried when i first wrote that one. it really touches me. i may not show it, but i truly do fear for his life...
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Post by wishiwasbeastgirl on Sept 14, 2005 21:08:26 GMT -5
I know, I'm really sorry.
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Post by superdavefumc on Sept 14, 2005 21:10:13 GMT -5
he's doing better, though. and he always had a good chance. 86% from the start.
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