Showing posts with label afraid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label afraid. Show all posts

September 20, 2012

Can i be your "One and Only".

Can i be your "One and Only".

At night lets not close our eyes.We won't turn away. Our thoughts can reach us If we choose to keep the distance. Strengthening still though the lines we’ve drawn are clear between us. They say all this aching will disappear when the nights are here. They say when you speak It’s the only voice you will hear.
Can i be your "One and Only".

One and Only - Adele (Lyrics)
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You don’t have to be afraid, you don’t have to be feel broken, i will hold you close and make you feel safe if only for a little while.Take my hand, no need to speak.Close your eyes and just let me
Take you to the center of my world. Where it can be magical and passion Devours our soul.
Can i be your "One and Only".

The Satisfaction will be worth it.
because you would know just how it feels, To have something truly real, Filling up the emptiness inside your heart.
Can i be your "One and Only".
Anna Baty
9-20-12

August 3, 2011

The Silent Disease.

It watches us while we sleep.
Following us day by day.
Stays in our minds as we silently think,
No where to run it does not escape.
The pills they feed me i no longer take.
I want to sleep and never wake.
Darkness please tell me, where do i go?
Please tell me my mind  how to let go.
This disease its has a  mad aggression,
it goes by a name it's called Depression.
I wake up no more with pains or regrets,
we all walk around as if we all met.
Today is the day there is no more Light,
Were all together we gave up our Fight.
Written by, Anna Baty

July 25, 2011

It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.

It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance. It is the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance. It is the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give. And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live.
Go out in the world and work like money doesn't matter, Sing as if no one is listening, Love as if you have never been hurt, and Dance as if no one is watching.
If to dance is to dance with all your soul.
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What A Feeling - Irene Cara

June 14, 2011

The Ghost

I feel a breeze as it touches my skin.
I hear the chimes as the music begins.
Like day and night, you change like the wind.
Always breaking my heart, i still wont give in.
My outside is weak,
but my soul remains strong.
I want to love him,
even though it feels wrong.

The man that i loved, was soft and caring.
Now his soul is the ghost,
who stops him from sharing.
So lost and confused, he chooses to abuse.
I believe in my heart, He means me no harm.
The man that i love,
the ghost is his charm.
My love is forever,
though my heart it hurts so.
The man that i loved,
Now the ghost consumes his soul.
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May 17, 2011

Hold the Passion.

Hold the Passion
It's shelters you through lonely nights,
and keep his touch in your sights.

Hold tight his memories,
his hands in the shadows
of the Broken window pane.
When he slowly untied,
my apron string.

He held you close in his arms.
His breath you felt on the nap of your neck.
You melted as he kept you warm,
Keeping your life from total havoc.

You snuggled each memory,
Waiting for it to be your last.
As you lay all alone in your bed.
You dream of the passion,
and his touch from the past.

Push away despair,
for he is no longer here.
so impossible it seems,
where do i go from here.

I hold his passion close to my heart.
Till there comes a day,
i can make a new start..
Know it was only you,
that kept the Passion in my Heart.
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April 12, 2011

My Back Window

As I sit working at my back window,
I look out and see other people's back windows,
and it is quite impossible for me to help but notice
the interest in my neighbors.
There are many children in these houses,
i don't know none of their names.
The helpless baby who roars all day
for he is shaken, spanked, by a angry nanny
who treats him like a rag doll.
I pity that little neighbor,
and believe he wont stand it long
for I see him double up his tiny hands,
and swing away at nothing,
I sometimes wonder if our neighbors,
ever have an interest in us or our shady side,
something we don't show to the world.
If they love, pity, or condemn us?
What words do they speak,
Do they forget who may be watching
from their back windows,with clearer eyes.
Could it be a Women with a pen in her hand
who continues to write what she see's from her,
"Back Window".

          
                       
Look out your back window and you will see the abuse.  

April 9, 2011

Always be yourself.

Everyone can tell you, you're doing it wrong.
So in a world where you can be anything,
just be Yourself and Strong.

Each of us represents something that matters.
Yes we can be dull and sometimes we sparkle.
Its like our world that turns from Gray to Blue.
I say just be yourself thats what makes you True.
People think it's holding on that makes you stronger,
but sometimes it's letting go.

Stand up for what you believe in,
Every new day is another chance to change your life,
or someone elses.
Remember you are the keeper of your Soul.
That is one thing that cannot change you or me,
When you rise above and walk your own path,
for i believe that is what makes us unique.

Like the sky opens after a rainy day,
we must be open to ourselves.
Learn to love yourself for who you are,
so the world can see you shine.

             
                       
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Always be the real You

March 15, 2011

Homeless Man

The glasses and beard they give him away. He pushes a cart
to start out his day. His stomach it growls as he looks for food
to start out his day. He found in a dumpster a slice of bread
and stale meat along with a brownie to save as a treat.
His day starts to fade from light into dark the rains pouring
down with no shelter in sight. I once had a home two children
and Wife. It all ended one day when a drunk driver ended
there lives. They call me the homeless as everyone can see
i choose to be homeless when my Family was taken from me.
So if you drive by and happen to see a homeless man
just like me. Dont be afraid to talk to me because you
could be homeless just like me.