no more poem/ short story of the week

if you like these post i'm sorry to inform you that for now i'm discontinuing these post. mostly because i have been having trouble with coming up with them and I've just had a lot going on lately and i need a break from these type of post i'm not going any where i'll still do book review, song of the week, and update post along with my posts on soul sisters it just them poems and short story post that won't be done and once school out i might be with out a computer for a while so if i disappear for a while that or a trip that being plan. so that i'm not over whelm for the next week and i can get my mind clear up theses post are no more. well be back on Monday with a book review until then bye.

poem of the week

sorry it late

tear fall down my cheeks
like rain from the sky
as you walk out of
my life with out
a backwards look
you have already
forgotten my name
your memories of me gone
with out so much of a fight

time...poem of the week

time is ever changing people

cause rifts in people lives 

rifts that can't ever be fill

even though we try to fill 

those rifts it all just not enough

one day time will let the rifts 

close up but that time isn't 

now so all we can do is hold our

heads high and live our lives to the fullest 

poem of the week

i'm running
though life
unsure where
to go
i'm standing
at a
crossroad
not knowing
which way
to turn
eyes racing
around my
surrounding
heart pounding
with my undeitceing
mine

my heart trap in the storm... poem/ short story of the week

my heart stand in a middle of a thunder storm
it being whipped around for many year
tears flow down my cheek like rain in this storm
it falls down lay in the cold dark storm until get it get the strength
to climb back up and face
the storm it going though
looking it dead in the eye
and taking it on head on.

poem of the week....do you?

lay here think and breathing
but am i living
am i being true to my self
lay walk these halls
but am i really seeing
and hearing the thing around me
i stand in front of you
but do you really see me?

poem of the week... runaway

I runaway to
just breakaway
from the things
that scares me
But now that
i ran from you
 i feel alone
 i thought that
someone else could
feel that space
But that never
really happened
 even though
 i was happy,
but deep dow inside
 something was missing
that something was you
Now that i know
i can't runaway from you
or my heart
i not running any more

angles and demons... Poem of the week

I've been though hell
i look in the face of demons
as the clawed at me
i walked with out blinking
not wanting to show them weakness
I've stumbled a few times
and fought off the hands that touch me
I've never knew that i had an angel behind me
whose hands i fought thinking he was
a demon in hiding
so i fought him off and now the demon
are after me and i'm slowly dieing with out my angel
to protect me

No one to hear... Poem of the week

No one to cry to
      No one to turn to
            No one to say it will be alright
                  No one to say i'm here
                        No one to run to
                              No one to protect me
No where to run
      No where to hide
            No where to go
                  No where at all
There is no one or no where I'll be with or at that will make me feel safe or at home or is there?

( note to readers me and my boyfriend broke up more about it in Thursday post but please be respectful)
Bye now Y'all and remember that someone love you and keep reading

poem of the week

lost in the world
so many roads lays in from of me
which do i choose
do i go right
or left
or do i continue on ahead.
all i know is i won't go back
the only going forewords
so i stand here at my crossroad and think
which path should i take that on that seems to
be peaceful
the one that seems dark and dangerous
or do i take the one with the high mountain to claim up
all i know is i have to pick soon before life sweep me up and down a path i have not choosen

pain is in the poem of the week

i feel it deep in my soul this
burning deep in side
it hurt sometime but i hide
the pain with a mask of indifference
know that one day it will
eat me up and not spit me
out to wobble away like a
unwanted piece of food left
on a plate
the pain will engulf me whole
leave nothing on the person i am now
in it wake i'll will have die and had become
a new me stronger and more stable
then the person you see before you
i will not only be a new me but a
better me
thanks to the pain that eat away the dieing soul
i have now
a soul of misjudgment and hatred of those
that once hurt me
i will become a better me from my pain

Poem of the Week... I am a fighter

i was weak or so you though
you though you could take me
easily but i am still here
i am more then what i am
i am a fighter
a person who won't
give up
when someone put them down
i might break and cry but
i'll get up and show you how
wrong you are
cause i am a fighter

Poem of the week ...Runaway

I sit here thinking wondering if i should
runaway
from the noise
from the past that keeps
haunting me
from the tears i seem to
keep crying
I look for you but
you are no where to be found
to answer the question
i want to runaway from

that this week poem write thurday unless i finish my book or my computer has to go get fix so write then
and remember your loved no matter what bye now

poem of the week...alone

All alone i wound though the days

seeing dark spirits around me trying to get me

i hold up my head as i walk though the trees

to the light that at the other side

to a brighter day

where you are by my side

Poem of the week... promise me

I've never thought
that someone could
Break my walls down
in to nothing more then
piles of ashes with out
hurting at the same time
I've been hurt in the past
causing me not to want to
trust you but i can help but to
turst you with my heart and soul
so before you drop it reamember that
i turst you with it to keep it safe and sound
from the world around me that in chaos 24/7
i've been at the bottem and now i'm climbing my way up to you
so promise me when i get to the top you be there to help pulling me out
of the darkness and in to the light of a new life.
i love

stairs

stairs every where some time i trip and i fall
it hurts and sometimes i don't want to move when it happens
i just want to lay there while the pain seeps in to my bones
bones that could be broken in to thousands of pieces
but are still in tacked at least for now
i keep on climbing and climbing with no end
to the climbing when will this climb stop
my body is getting tired and wore out
when will the pain stop?

poem of the week... this path call life.

we wounder around this road
not knowing where it will take
us sometimes the images on the
sides scare up and make us want
to run back but there a guiding
hand that stop us in those times
helping us get over our fear and
face them like the strong person
we all are these road sometime
have cross road that we have to
figure out which road we should
take and some times we meet other
at that cross road and have to choose
if we want them to be a friend on
that path with us or to just let the old
ones go but your never alone in this
world cause there always some one
on that same path that won't hurt you.
you just have to fine that one person
and they might change over time but
those are the ones you want on this
path called life

Poem of the week ... it your love

I've been though the games of love before
and i quit then
but now with you by my side
i feel like i can make it
with your love guiding me back to you
i can make it though the night
with your love i feel like i can go though any thing as long as
when it over your there to comfort me
and say it be all right
with you love i can finally be me

Poem of the week

It too late to save you
It too late you ask questions
it too late to say good bye
your gone before any of us could blink
even though were sad now we will honor you
memory
By living our lives to the fullest
with my fear
and no regret
cause that how you would want it to be
you would want gatherings in you name
or tear to be cried
so i'll smile and remember the good times
and wish you were here to have more great memories with

Poem of the Week... I'll

I'll be there when your weak
i'll be by your side when every one else as run away
though the good and the bad
i'll stand the hoping and praying for you to make it though alright
i'll love you no matter what you do or say
i'll be the one to catch you when you fall
i'll love you though the end of the earth and back and
I'll die for you
all i ask in return is that you do the same for me when the time comes.