Here is a personal favorite of mine. Scully Girl tends to write many of her poems around the relationship of Mulder and Scully. And considering that this is a shipper friendly page and her poetry is absolutly beautiful it's only appropriate that it be posted on her own page, rather than a link. All email related to her poem can be directed here:Scully'sBox. Please be sure to let her know how much her talent is loved and apprecaited. Thanks. Paula Here's a pic of the wonderful poet herself. Also As soon as I get back up here this weekend I'll post another couple poems.
You're my one in five billion
and I trust only you.
How could I ever doubt
that you'd carry me through.
I walk in the shadows
and you run after me.
I wonder, and wander,
and you help me to see.
You're my one in five billion
and I want the world to know
that without you I'm nothing.
With you there is no where I won't go.
If you ask me,
I'll go.
Point,
and I'll follow.
I'll walk that extra mile
just to hold your hand.
You're my one in five billion.
You're the reason I still stand.
Wounded Shadow tears fall down. I am a wounded shadow, I am a traveler.
I am a wounded shadow,
My feet move on. Below me I see people, some. I am a wounded shadow, My spirit is moving. I am a traveler, My cries are growing louder as I pray.
My destiny is on its way.
Knees hit the ground.
Arms fall limply without a sound.
Face contorts into a frown.
A fragment of who I should be.
My heart is aching for someone to help me.
My eyes they burn with sorrow.
Seeking to know the way.
My cries are but a wimper as I pray.
My spirit yearns for the Father.
Walking through a shimmering field.
I am not alone and cannot yield.
I look to see below.
Across the bridge my passions lead me.
I know I must go on, must see.
The waves grow high and I go on.
The people are all me.
They look at me, and now I see.
The place from which I've come.
Walking o'er a shimmering field.
I am not alone and cannot yield.
I soar over all below...
My wounds are healing.
The shadow is growing dim.
Seeking to know the way.
Awakening in me is the seeker, the believer.
***NEW***
Written after watching One Breath
NEW
Deep Inside
I sit by the window sill
With my hand on the pane
Wondering where you're going
And if I'll see you there
Or if this day is over
And the sun will really set
And my hands are shaking
While my heart is aching
As I realize what's inside.
The rain falls down in streams
As the sunshine fades away
I wish I knew you're feeling
As my dreamland goes astray
My heart cries out
Because I just don't know
Where you are
Or who you are
Yet deep inside I see
There is something inside me.
Who are you who came
And changed my world?
Who are you who took
My views and changed them?
I am lost
Lost and I don't know who will
Find me if it isn't you.
These are just a few that Kim has sent to me. As you can see I wasn't exaggerating when I said the girl is talented. So please drop her a line and let her know we all appreciate her writing and incourage her to do more of it. Thanks. Paula.
As you can see she is a very talented young writer. I am very proud to have her as a friend and her work on my page. Thanks.
Here's just a little something that Kim sent me today.
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