I write alot of poems. It helps me get my emotions out.

Here are a few of mine.

Have you ever felt like....
Have you ever thought of....
Have you ever planned to....
Run away....
Running away....
From it all.
No message, No call.

One of thoose days...
When you felt like death...
Thought of death...
Planned death...
Just to....
Run away, from it all.

Was it because...
You felt the tears....
Thought of the Memories and Fears...
Planned..... to just waste away and die.
Running...away, from it all.

Have you ever....
Felt the pain...
Thought of the pain...
Most of all....
Planned the pain...
Upon your self...As in Suicide?
Just to.... run away... from it all.
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Love.
it means neverending trust and respect.
can you give that to me?
Love.
it means to never leave me.
Can you promise not to go?
Love.
it means to accept me for who i am.
can you live with me?
Love.
it means to forget my flaws and relize
my true beauty.
can you see it?
Love.
its a nonstop companionship and passion
between two people.
Can you Love me?
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These two are aobut Simba........


he lay there
so peaceful and serene
there by my side
lay my heart and my dream

the color of gold
and a tint of shine
this creature that....i love..
to cuddle and hold
ever since the day i brought him home

never once would i replace him
without him, life would be so dim
with punishment when needed
and much love
he seems as if hes a present from up above

whom i speak of....
my love, my angel, my best friend...
my dear SimSim.
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Into the pound I walked
looking for that special one
it gave me a frown
as I walked up and down
homeless puppies everywhere
jumping all around
And there he lay
the dog I took home that day
he was of golden shine
and he was to be mine
to the store we went
getting all supplies
for pampering this loving pet
to me hes a present from god
to others hes just a dog
as I sit here and write
I have but a simple fright
the day when he goes away
but untill that day
it wont be soon I pray
he will stay in my arms forever.