This is my heart and soul... roam till your hearts content.. for everything I have put up here

can no longer hurt me..

The beating of my heart is crying out what is Love?

Why must I be hurt?

Can no one stop the pain that flows

It goes deep into my soul

And leaves scars as it goes..

I think it is over

Then it comes again..

~My unconditional love~

What is it? How is it obtained? What does it cost? Will it cause pain?

This is love without boundaries, Able to soar to the sky, And be there with or without familiarities , Always there by and by

It's obtained by fate, when you're ready, Not on any certain date, Just when your soul is steady

The cost is the chance We all must take, To be vulnerable in romance Or in simple friendships that we make, To be open to pain Our hearts will decide if they can stand the strain

Pain comes to us all, We have to learn to live, And let love be installed, And always be willing to give, Ofcourse it might hurt But what is life without pain? Do you think that love is curt? No, just sometimes you have to lose to gain

I have learned, My hardest lesson of all, To be burned, And still care if others fall, To love and live, And to lose love and still care, My heart was still very alive, Just not willing to share, Or even open And let flow, All that had been broken, My heart wanted to keep on the go

I'm sorry

Two little words that have been left unsaid

Until today when I write them instead

I'm sorry for being rude

And sometimes I did intrude

I'm sorry for getting mad

When it only caused you to be sad

You're trying so very hard to make me happy

Even though I'm often crabby

Baby, I don't know why I think I'll be hurt

Bur normally, by this time my answers become very short

When people start to get to know me well

I shut off my emotions and say "Oh well"

I've tried to let people near

But it always seems to become unclear

I want to let you in

But then it seems thats where the fear starts to begin

I'm sorry for being afraid of living

All I ask of you is to be forgiving

I will try to open up and share

And you're always right there to care

I'm trying to work these things out, but it takes time

So bear with me darling, and it will happen sometime

Once again "I'm sorry " echoes in my heart

For I fear you could say "who cares I don't want to restart"

This is all I can say

Please, don't hold my love at bay

I know That is what I did in the past

But I'm starting again and hopefully this will last!

R.E.S.

Promise

A woman sits silently in a rocking chair

Sitting by a cold window side

No one to warm her or show they care

The turmoil you cannot see, but runs deep inside

"He promised the relationship would be fair"

"He promised he would care"

Looking in a house seemingly made a home

She is there rocking away the sorrow

Beside her fireplace made of stone

Thinking of the hope of tomorrow

She promised then "For better or worse"

"Till death do them part"

She promises now, to stay on that course

And nothing will take them apart!

She promises to love him

And give him her heart

No matter if things get thin

And he thinks they should part

So now a smile touches her face

While she thinks of the next day

She knows everything will fall into place

And she somehow knows he will stay

R.E.S.

Poems by friends:

CONFUSED

My knees start to shake,

when you're in sight.

My mind's filled with wonder,

my heart with fright.

When will this feeling stop?

When did it start?

How can I listen to my mind,

Without breaking my heart?

I'm so confused.

What should I do?

I can't think of anything,

except of you.

Should I ignore you?

Or just give it time?

I can't think straight,

my heart controls my mind!

(To be quite honest I am not sure who

wrote this it is just an awesome poem!)

"Have You Seen This Child"

can you tell me what do you see when you look at me is it true or just a show and would you know the difference if i told you?

these faces worn to protect or please like masks in a childs toybox each is worn in turn and all are ever changing

i despise these faces coming up on their own to dictate my situation where do i lie in this pit of myself?

i knew myself once in a simpler age of youth social status means nothing to a child and i could be satisfied with me

i don't see me anymore i see us a horde of lies and falsehoods sharing the same carcass for food

i'd like to be me again i think but it's been so long i've lost track of who that is and i often wonder which of these faces holds my soul?

can you tell me who i am or are you searching your own hell to find yourself?

Asmodeus

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