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The Younger Years The younger years were so much fun
Cares? No,there were none. We'd play and giggle our days away Never a worry about the next day. We wished ourselves older So we could stay up late We wanted to play We wanted to date. Now we are older There are bills to pay The nights seem colder And we wish we could play. The days seem so long While we work at jobs we hate. Where has the time gone? Where are the dates? We laugh at the times We wished ourselves older. If only we knew The world would get colder. copyright1996 PBaker |
Abused She sat on the bed, her eyes filled with tears
that she begged not to fall down her cheeks but they did. When was the last time? When is the next time? She wondered, she worried,what of the kids? Would they think this was love? She bet they did. What else did they know? What else did they see? Hugs and kisses? No,bruises and tears. And they thought this was love? She knew that they did. Go to the shelter,go to a home.She couldn't,she wouldn't he'd find her he swore.Was there no way out except in death? She didn't know,she couldn't guess. Something has to be better,she thought,but what? She wasn't sure,she didn't know. This love was all she'd ever known. This was a sad state of affairs,she knew to be true. Her eyes were blackened and her throat was bruised. Her knees were skinned until they bled because she had tried to run away from him. He caught her and threw her against the wall As her head spun,she wondered was it worth it all? He said she deserved it, other people said so too. Some said she was a victim; that she had rights too. "Social injustice," still others cried, But where were these people when she was so bruised? What were her rights? She wished she knew. Run and hide,fly,fly away home. But where would she hide and where was her home? copyright pb1998 |
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Passing Darkness Has the darkness of night finally passed by me?
Is this the break of a new day? Oh! Look at the new sunrise;the colors I don't remember it being this way. I don't remember the fresh morning scent or the dew that wakes the grass. I don't remember the birds singing so loudly Has it always been this way? I know that my darkness engulfed me A darkness that I could not see. But how to get past that, I wondered Was there no way out for me? In darkness one night I met you In my darkness, I could not see You were waiting, waiting so patiently. Had you always been waiting for me? You opened my eyes and you showed me that life should always be not a swirl of constant darkness, but sunshine eternally. copyright pb1996 |
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All of these poems were written in either a manic or depressed state. Which one is what state, i cannot remember. Please seek help if you do have major mood swings. There is help and there is hope that people do not have to live in a swing state all the time anymore. There are links on the first page of my website that will take you to places to visit for help. Please feel free to write me at Pixie741@Excite.com and let me know what you think about the poems, the page, whatever. Thank you again for visiting. Pixie!!! |
Because Because i have been in withdrawal
Because i felt good this morning Because i don't do anything right i am excluded,uninvited. Because i try to be Because i try to feel Because i am shut out i dress in a shroud. Because i want Because i love Because i don't feel sometimes i am ugly. Because of all the wonders i see Because i want so much Because they don't want me i am dead. |
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