Cherish
I cherish the love we share,
You are the one for whome I care.
I long to feel the touch,
From hate one I love so much.
You're the one I love and trust,
It is only you, that I lust,
I talk to you about my dreams,
Always filled with you it seems,
You are my dream come true,
I will always and forever love you,
For only you, my feelings I show,
I hope our love, will forever grow,
Your voice and kind words, make me weak,
The love from you, is all I seek.
You make everything in my world shine,
I want to love you, and have you forever to be mine..
You make all my troubles seem so clear,
Losing you is my only fear.
I dream of you every night..
Our future is clearly in sight..
My feelings for you will always grow,
My love for you is there- and will forever grow,
My love for you is straight from the heart,
I can't bear for us to be apart.
I knowif there was any way,
I would be with you today.
You make every minute worth living,
You're kind, gentle, and giving..
With every word I say, I know this is true,
I will always and forever cherish you..

For the Child
This is for the child: Who's hunched in the corner crying..
This is for the child: Who only thinks of dying..
This is for the child: who wonders why it's him they hit...
This is for the child: Whose eyes are no longer lit..
This is for the child: Who always wants to die..
This is for the child: To scared to look you in the eye..
This is for the child: Who will never feel..
This is for the child: Whom you long to heal..
This is for the child: You parents never hear..
This is for the child: Who will never feel true cheer...
This is for the child: Who cringes when they appear...
This is for the child: Who's pain is so severe...
This is for the child: To scared to ever tell..
This is for the child: Who lies, and says he fell..
This is for the child: Whom I long to help..
This is for the child: I can't bear to hear him yelp..
This is for the child: Who feels alone..
This is for the child: To scared to pick up the phone..
This is for the child: To blind to see..
This is for the child: who lives in misery..
This is for the child: To whom I preach...
This is for the child: so far out of reach..
This is for the child: who will never understand...
This is for the child: who's grown so used, to the beating hand..
This is for the child: who cries out in the night..
This is for the child: Whose dreams are filled with fright...
This is for the child: who dreams it all away..
This is for the child: he knows it's here to stay..
This is for the child: I'll let him know I care..
This is for the child: whose pain is too buch to bear..
This is for the child: Who's scared to go home..
This is for the child: For you... I wrote this poem...

Why?
Why is it always me, that falls for a guy like you?
I always seem to pick the ones that are never true.
I feel like I'll never stop cying..
Inside, I'm slowly dying..
Will I ever find a guy who's right for me?
Or will I forever be blind to see....
Is a guy always going to have me to blame?
When will I stop feeling such shame..
I try so hard, but you're always out of reach..
You're a distand memory, you think I'm here for you to teach..
For now and maybe forever, I'm leaving...
You won't be grieving..
My life seems so hard..
Let's hope soon, I'll be a disregard..
I'll be your memory..
Soon, I will be free....

Please Hear What I'm Not Saying
Don't be fooled by me.
Don't be fooled by the face I wear.
For I wear a mask, a thousand masks.
Masks that I'm afraid to take off, and none of them is me.
Pretending is an art that's second nature to me.
But don't be fooled.
For God's sake don't be fooled.
I give you the impression that confidence is my name, and coolness is my game.
That the waters calm, and I'm in command, and that I need no one.
But don't believe me.
My surface may seem smooth, but my surface is a mask, ever=varying and ever-concealing.
Beneath lies no complacence.
Beneath lies confusion and fear, and aloneness.
But, I hide this.
I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear being exposed.
That's why I create a mask to hide behind, a nonchalant, sophisticated facade to help me preten, to protect me from the glance that knows.
But such a glance is precisely my salvation.
My only hope and I know it.
That is, if followed by love.
It's the only thing that can liberate me from myself, from my own self- built prison walls, from the barriers i so painstakingly put up.
It's the only thing that will assure me of what I can't assure myself.
So, I play my game- a mask without, and a trembling child within.
The empty parade of masks.
I tell you everything that's really nothing, and nothing of what's everying, of what's crying within me.
Only you can wipe aways from my eyes, the blank stare of the breathing dead.
Who am I??
You may wonder.
I am someone you know very well..
Yourself...

Misery And Me
Misery and me, we go hand in hand
Plotting and planning our revenge
Destroying our personna, who will be the first to land
Planning, waiting-- waiting for our death,
Who will breathe their last breath?
......Misery or Me
Misery and me, we're the best of friends,
Both dwelling on pain and suffering.. both wishing for the end
Neither knowing what we want, but knowing what we need,
Shall we ever get what we want... why are we accused of greed?
Misery and me, we'll never find the missing link,
We've suffered enough, we've lived enough,
Now, we will celebrate our freedom...
......Misery and Me
Misery and me, we avoid all eyes,
Cause everyone knows,
They're just deaf to our cries..
So, no feelings do misery and I show..
No pride, no love, we're blind to it all
Only knowing that the ground will break our fall,
......Misery and Me
We'll never let each other down,
Easy to please,
But nobody tries,
Does no one hear our cries?
Misery and me, that's all we are,
......Misery and Me
Just another fatality.....