YOU!

I have finally accepted it....
Finally accepted what I knew all along.
You are not good for me!

I love you so much it hurts.
But it's obvious you are not on the same level.
You were never good for me!

Stress, pain, anger...
I may be insecure but I just wish... I just wish you
were more understanding.

UGH YOU!
I guess the blame can go on me.
But only part of it.

Oh well.
I always knew this would end.
Because it was never healthy

Somewhere

I'd like to go somewhere that's nowhere alone with you.
I'd like to be with you in an absence of time,
so we don't have to worry about forever.
I'd like to talk and laugh there in your arms.
I just want to be with you

Only Another

I don't want just another to add to my list.
I don't want just another to kiss one day
who's gone the next.
I don't want just another to tell me what they
think I want to hear.
I don't want just another to tell me lies!

I want someone who is willing to hold me.
Through the easy times and the hard.
I want someone who will be straight up with
how they feel.
Someone who won't tell me something sweet
for the express purpose of using
my emotions to their
advantage

I don't want just another.
I want only one.
Only one that will give just as much as they get.
Only one that will love me for me.
Only one that I can love with all my heart.

I want that only one.

On Strings

My heart hangs by fragile strings.
Combined, they hold up quite well
keeping my heart in place.

The you come into my life with your
pretty little scissors.
Oh how skilled you are at using those
sharpened blades.
I let you take those strings into your
dangerously appealing hands.
Even though I knew
(Oh yes I knew)
that you had those scissors right there
in your pocket.
And could pull them out whenever you
felt like it.

You have so many sets of strings wrapped
up in your stupid frikin' fingers.
I wish I could take those shiny scissors and
cut
your
fingers
OFF!!
Like you've cut away so many fragile strings before.

Sometimes

Sometimes I want to be with you
Sometimes it hurts to know you're with her
Sometimes I wish that girl was me

I want to be the one you hug
The one you kiss
The only girl on your mind.
I want to be the one you want to be with.

You're always on my mind
Wandering around like you belong in there.
Filling every thought with your presence.

Sometimes I wish you would just let me be!

Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time there was a mighty army.
A mighty army of great strength and courage.
A more impressive army the world has never seen.
They, with the mental and moral strength to
Persevere brought about many miracles.
They had trust and love in their Superiors,
Obedience without question.
They were diligent in all things commanded them.

The cry of “Never, never, never give up” filled
Their ranks.
When the path became steeper
One step at a time they did push onward.
They did strive to meet their goal.

Fear and uncertainty are replaced by our most
Powerful source of courage.
They doubt not, they fear not,
They face the Foe head on.
The promise that their Lord will not fail
Then fills their view.

Once upon a time promises something.
Great adventure, true love, sorrow, pain and overcoming.
Once upon a time promises adversity.
Once upon a time promises a happily ever after.

This mighty army is that of strong, valiant,
Virtuous young women.
Sent forth at this time to stand in righteousness
Next to our worthy priesthood holders.

We are elect ladies.
Literally royal daughters
Born to be queens.

Look into the mirror of eternity.
See yourself as your Father sees you.
Deep beauty comes through emulating Christ.
Deep beauty shines from the inside out.
Deep beauty is the only beauty that matters.
The only beauty that lasts.

We, the elect women of the Lord must
Never, never, never give up.
We go through trials and adversity
Because it is said opposition in all things.
We can choose to become stronger and
Experience joy through that great all-knowing
Teacher – Affliction
We must not only endure it but endure it well.
We can find rest in the Lord.

We, the rising generation must look with
Faith down the straight and narrow.

We will find our Happily Ever After
By reaching our Eternal Goal.

Fade to Black

Slowly the colors mix.
Once clear lines begin to soften,
Becoming unfocused. 

That's how the days pass,
Always looking forward to the future,
Never reveling in the present.
Leaving the past un-lived.

Bleeding colors going neutral.
No longer distinct.
Any lines have disappeared completely...

And then our days are gone.
Enveloped in that darkness we
Create for ourselves.

Life Is

Life is Experience

Life is a time for us to learn and grow.
After all, we are "Gods in Embryo".
We go through so much because of what
Life is but through Him we can Overcome.
Through Him we can Become.
Life is given to us by Their love.

Life Eternal

Embers

The Embers of my heart smolder softly
That Flame that once was now diminished
But the Embers remain.
The Embers of great feeling.

Somehow that flame was lit so quickly.
The fuel to the fire burned out so fast.
But the Embers remain.
The Embers of my love.

If new Fuel, better fuel, were to be added...
Would that great Flame come to life again?
Licking away the Edges
Turning them into Ash Dust.
Yet unable to eat away the Core.

Still only the Embers remain.

The intensity of Glowing heat flickering across my heart.

Double Edged Sword

A Knight with his trusted sword roams the land.
So fine, So solid, So impressive.
Accurately and gracefully the weapon and Its Master
Melt into one.
One will, One purpose, One power.
They become united, majestic and strong with the
Ability to protect or destroy.

Beautiful, gentle, and fragile, waits a bud just
About to Bloom.
Naive and trusting this fair Maiden
Lives simply knowing nothing more.

Perchance they meet and grow attached, realizing
There is much more to life than they thought before.
Her beauty shines forth in full bloom.
His face glowing with great pride in this Treasure
He has found.
Everyone can see their love.

They last in Joy for an untold time.
But, as all good things are, it was too good to be true.
What they had comes undone and flies away on
Vicious wings.
Broken hearted and torn apart they are no longer one
But two separate souls ripped to pieces.

Soon enough the Knight has found another sweet
Maid to give his heart.

The poor withered Maiden, forgotten, watches the
New happy couple and experiences even more
Pain than she had before
She is stabbed through her already
Broken and Bleeding heart with that
Same sword that once protected her.