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He Is To Me
He tries so hard but he just can't be everything for you that he was for me.

We had something special something so rare, he could touch my heart even though he wasn't there.

He tries so hard but he just can't be everything for you that he was for me.

He chased the shadows from my mind, he gave me the chance to truly shine.

He tried so hard but he just couldn't be everything to you that he is to me.


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  A Thousand Tears
A thousand tears I cried for you but that won't bring you back, a thousand years I'd wait for you but I see no good in that.

A thousand tears mean little to you because you're not the one that cried, a thousand tears I cry each time I think of the love that died.

My eyes are red and swollen, my throat is raw and sore, but I'd do it all over again knowing you'd walk out the door.

It means that much to have you and all my memories, it would hurt too much to erase that because it's all that's left of me.

I wish I could turn back time and make the hours go slow, then I would still have you here and I'd be the one that you hold.

I would lie and say I'm fine if it would ease your mind, but I don't know if it would be believable because I can no longer call you mine.



He Needs Me
I am waiting for him to return you see, the reason is simple he really needs me.

I will wait for him forever or more because it is him that I truly adore.

In a world full of lies and useless hate, he's someone to lean on when I need faith.

I'm waiting for him to return you see, he's part of my life and really needs me.

Though he's far away now I really believe we will be together in the future as far as I can see.

I'm waiting for him to return you see, because I need him much more than he really needs me.

When It Rains
She said good bye on a rainy day, she gave no warning she just walked away.

She left her home, family and friends because of the pain that had no end.

She won't come back no one knows why but deep inside her spirit had died.

It was all the years of endless abuse, she told no one so they had no clue.

I sit and wait day after day, and that's why I cry when it rains.


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Real eye color.
On my other poetry page you'll see other colors.