STOLEN

The smile through lathered wrinkled skin;
the turning of dark hair to gray and then white;
the laughter of a new joke fond;
the expert hands stroking the right spots;
the comfort of knowing I am safe;
always sure the lonely will be but for a moment...

These are a few things that have been stolen.

I am left behind;
to find my way out of a black hole;
to find my way into the darkness of this world;
to find, to find, to find...
you are nowhere to be found.

Memories that will fade or get lost;
thoughts that will jumble together;
heart beats alone...

How does one get through
how does one hold on
how does one let go
how does this work out for me?

You will never grow old
you will never feel hurt or pain
nor will you feel hope
laughter, or
my love
my kisses
my hugs
my insides
me.

I will grow old...
I will grow....

You took my heart (left me here)

I have not been here and written for sometime; my heart has taken off in flight; it left me here alone and hollow, it will not come back today or tomorrow; promises broken yet again; but this time there will be no new promises, no more sorry, no more hugs, no more kisses or laughter to fill my ears. My heart is now in a box, that sits beside me. The box is cold, like your last action, hard like the thoughts that crossed your mind.
There was so much more we were to do, there was so much more I had to say...
So now I sit beside a box... try to think what you would say... try to reach deep down in thought; for I can not feel your thoughts, I can not feel your warmth, I can not feel anything;
Cus you took my heart away.
You left me here...
Your ripped my heart from my chest!!!!
And now I try to remember when I had this heart;
cus that is all I have a memory of a heart,
that is not there.

SOMETIME I FEEL LOST

Sometimes I am so lost and not sure what I am doing...

I hurt so deep and not sure how to tell...
Confusion grabs me and sucks the life out...
Hope laughs in the corner and is no help...
Faith is quiet, tolerance is little, forgiveness is out of reach...

Am I a fool?
Dammed to repeat...

Crazy is what I know I am...
repeat and fall
repeat and fall
repeat and oh just maybe this time....

I walk as fast as I can to the light;
but it never becomes closer,
nor does it grow in bright...

Lord....
I don't want to be this strong...
I want a way to be free...
I can not hear you....
I only feel that you are there...

Waiting for?
for me to fall; and pick me up?
for me to climb; and dust me off?
for me to learn; and move on?

Speak loud;
I fear I am deaf...
from all my screaming
from all the yelling
from all the voices
from all the advice
from all the promise
from all the lies
from all that is...

Sometimes I am just so lost....

OK

Confess and tell them what they want
confess and be free to be
confess and live out the consequence
confess confess confess

Forgive and tell them what they want
forgive and be free to be
forgive and live out the consequence
forgive forgive forgive

OK
You First!

Sunndae