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

Can't Breathe

The Love of my Husband.
When he looks at me i can hardly breathe.
My heart ships beats as his fingertips touch,
The very souls of me.
All i can do is catch my breath,
For all i know is his kiss has consumed,
The very soul of me.
I come to realize his touch, his kiss,
His love is all i'll ever need.

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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His Ghost

Live, Laugh, and Love Life

This will never be.

Her eyes gaze upon him as she,
notices the bronze of his skin.
The ripples of his muscles,
as he flinches with a grin.
Suddenly there eyes meet,
as if frozen in time.
She imaged him in her mind.
His soft touch the passion of his kiss.
His arms that would hold her,
to keep her safe from harm.
Now as there eyes unlocked,
from there gaze.
She now begins to realize,
that this will never be.
There talks they will continue.
With love making only in words.
See he lives in another country,
she knows she'll never see.
Her life will still go on,
with a Husband that never Loves.
See her Refuge is her Lover,
The one she knows, she'll never see.

Secret Lovers

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.

Hold the Passion

Live, Laugh, and Love Life

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Her Raging Fury

I wrote this for all the Family's that keep asking Why.

I  hear her rumble as she blows.
What sparks her fury nobody knows.
They say her path it has no course,
and her strength is called her force.

She snaps whatever stands in her way.
Taking innocent victims everyday.
She means no harm its part of her charm.
She has a message for all to read,
maybe then you'll understand me.

You cannot see me when i start,
tearing your towns all apart.
You can run but cannot hide,
my path is measured a mile wide.

I keeps no time but loves my nights.
My reason being your world sleeps at night.
You question my motives and try to ask why,
I'm a uncontrollable women,
who splits up the sky.

Sometimes my Beauty it spins with a twirl.
My name is "Mother Nature" and this is my World.

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Her Fury

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.

Beauty and Perfection

Perfection is the Dewdrops that fall
off a morning Rose.Beauty is the red glow
 of its shadow in the morning.A new born baby
is what we call Perfection.Now like the Rose
we begin to grow not knowing our Beauty will fade.
We hide in a room and close the door.
Now we stay hidden as my tears hit the floor,
thats when i hear a knock on the door.
I hear sounds around me as i head for the door.
That when i see her petals fall softly to the floor.
"Beauty and Perfection" We died from old age.
Now those who come see us will see frail skin
Our "Beauty and Perfection" Blows like dust
in the Wind.

Why are you here?

I sometimes question our presence here on earth and say.What is Life if you just have Death?  Well i pondered on this for awhile and here is what i have to say.

Take the time to be a child when you can, Be a daughter or son while you can .Be a mother or father while you can and grandparents whenyou can .What this means to me is take the time to call your son, daughter, mother and father and grandparents and ask them how there doing let them know you are here. Tell them thanks for being there for you.Because there is no greater love then family.The time you spend with them is the only time you get.Take the time while you can because to me that is what my presence on earth is for my Family. 

To Heal Again

 
There comes a time in our lives where something will break us down in our hearts and souls.
Do remember there is also something that can also heal from within.
Remember to never give up.
Take each day as a new challenge sometimes that is what it takes to make us believe there is hope again.
Believe me your reward in the end is knowing that you can prevail and start to heal again from within
Then you know you have the power to Live again.

True Gratitude

Things I am Thankful For

Well a lot of good has happened. My Family has grown closer.

My Daughter and Sons have continued to be my Rock.

My beautiful Grandchildren are flourishing and healthy.

Our Heavens gates have opened for my beautiful Mother

to enter and take care of Gods little children. The best part

 is he has allowed me to live and love my Family

and Friends with every heart of my being.

Will you Stand?

You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience

in which you stop to look fear in the face.

You must do the things which you think you cannot do.

With courage you will dare to take risks,

have the strength to be compassionate,

and the wisdom to be humble.

Courage is the foundation for Life.

So if you’re going through a hard time pick yourself up and say,

Today's my Day and I will face all my Fears Head on.

Pieces of broken love

When love is lost do not bow your head in sadness,

Instead keep your head up high and gaze into heaven

For that is where your broken heart has been sent to heal. 

Relationships are like glass.

Sometimes it's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.

Because it’s strange to say, but it makes you a better person

because next time you get to be in charge of your Heart.