I give and give and give some more
I just cannot give anymore
There is nothing left to me
I am an empty shell
They take and take prodding and peeling
Poking and scraping, clawing and stealing
Until there is nothing left
I'm tired of this hell
It hurts so much and I just don't know
How I can continue to grow
When I am being stifled and drowned
And completely suffocated
So I cling to my only hope
The only way I know how to cope
Jesus, my God
In you I know I will be vindicated
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
PMDD
You piss me off
You make me mad
Then you turn around
and make me sad
I'm up, I'm down
I'm in, I'm out
I scream and cry
And stomp and shout
I want to yell
and throw things at the wall
And then I want to sleep
until I can't sleep at all
I look in the mirror
And what do I see
This wretched monster
Staring back at me
This Jekyll and Hyde thing
Is for the birds
I wish they would hurry up
And find a cure
I freaking hate you PMDD
You make me mad
Then you turn around
and make me sad
I'm up, I'm down
I'm in, I'm out
I scream and cry
And stomp and shout
I want to yell
and throw things at the wall
And then I want to sleep
until I can't sleep at all
I look in the mirror
And what do I see
This wretched monster
Staring back at me
This Jekyll and Hyde thing
Is for the birds
I wish they would hurry up
And find a cure
I freaking hate you PMDD
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Hope
I just hope the good out weighs the bad and that the happy outweighs the sad.
I hope today is better than yesterday and when I'm done crying I can go out and play.
I hope I can still be a good friend even when my moods cut in.
I hope the sunshine will wash the pain away even if its only for one day.
I hope when it looks bleak.
I hope when I am weak.
I hope when I can't stand.
I hope when I need a hand.
I hope when there's nothing left to do and believe this hope will get me through.
I hope today is better than yesterday and when I'm done crying I can go out and play.
I hope I can still be a good friend even when my moods cut in.
I hope the sunshine will wash the pain away even if its only for one day.
I hope when it looks bleak.
I hope when I am weak.
I hope when I can't stand.
I hope when I need a hand.
I hope when there's nothing left to do and believe this hope will get me through.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Ode to the Typewriter
An ode to the typewriter
You ancient machine
Pulled you out from the dusty corner
And wiped you clean
Heavy and bulky
Obnoxious and a pain
But something endearing
About you all the same

You "eep" and "bloop"
And make noise galore
You have gadgets and gizmos
But not sure what they're for
Clickety clack
Away you go
Tappety-tap
I'm on a roll
Ziiiiip! I pulled and
Out comes the paper
Slide in another
With the ease of a lever
Ah, so sad
I must put you away
But no worries I'll pull you out
And use you again someday
You ancient machine
Pulled you out from the dusty corner
And wiped you clean
Heavy and bulky
Obnoxious and a pain
But something endearing
About you all the same

You "eep" and "bloop"
And make noise galore
You have gadgets and gizmos
But not sure what they're for
Clickety clack
Away you go
Tappety-tap
I'm on a roll
Ziiiiip! I pulled and
Out comes the paper
Slide in another
With the ease of a lever
Ah, so sad
I must put you away
But no worries I'll pull you out
And use you again someday
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Bloom
Bloom the way you were created to do so
Bloom the way you know you can grow so
Bloom, burst and beautify
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