Archive for the ‘Possibly Poetry’ Category

The Star

Monday, February 24th, 2003

I look out into the night And feel so small and alone Which makes me wonder Just how much I’ve grown

For I can still look at the stars And find my special one The one that was always mine Ever since I was young

The one star that knew me And the stories that I told The one that would always listen As I shivered in the cold

The star that knew my dreams And heard every cry The one that knew the answers To all my questions and sighs

And that star reminds me That no matter how far I roam It will always be there shining And always make it feel like home

The Score

Monday, February 24th, 2003

You hurt me You made me cry You broke my heart And then you left me to die Pain was a gift One that you gave to me I accepted it ‘Cause I was so blind I couldn’t see Time and again I let you come back For with all your problems You left me feeling aback But I have become Very sick of this game For you won’t change And I’m not the same I had loved you once But not anymore ‘Cause now I’m leaving But I’ll be back And I’ll remember the score

Remember

Monday, February 24th, 2003

Remember the good and the bad Remember the happy with the sad But most of all, remember me And in your heart I’ll always be But if the memory of me starts to fade Day after day when I’m away Then talk to me and you will see Exactly what was in that memory

Rain

Monday, February 24th, 2003

I sat there in the rain Regretting what I had just done There I sat crying Waiting for the warmth of the sun My tears mingled with the rain’s As I waited for him to come back There I sat waiting As the sky grew black It seemed to fit For the mood I was in And as far as I could see The sky was crying with me For this unforgotten sin

Poor Little Child

Monday, February 24th, 2003

Poor little child growing old Never liked to listen to what she was told She’s going to hurt someone, can’t you see And I’m afraid I know who it’s going to be She’s going through life very confused She tries to talk but is always refused She lives her life going through pain And she believes that she has nothing to gain No matter how hard she tries She can’t hide the tears shining in her eyes I see this child all the time So this can’t be in my mind Life used to be great for her, you know Then something happened to change it so Trust, love, and friendship are what she’s looking for But while she’s standing there, people are closing the doors What do you do with a child like this When her world has collasped as it is You give her love and care And show her that you’ll always be there What a better place the world would be For the poor little child, you, and me