Saturday, September 11, 2010

Friends, The Jewels.


I don't see you the way you think I do
Not she or he, not him or her
I see you all differently
Through my eyes you are all jewels
More precious than gold

There's a Ruby and an Emerald
A Sapphire and a Diamond.
An Opal and a Pearl.

All so different, all so magnificent
All so able to pull me out and lift me up
Some traveled the world, some turned up unannounced
All stood strong by my side
I told you, you're more precious than gold.

So the next time you feel lonely or blue
Remember I don't see you the way you think I do
Through my eyes you all look bright
Jewels I will never let out of my sight.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

My Words





The Tattooed Scar.

A tattoo you have forever
Etched on your skin
Sometimes with meaning
Sometimes with regret
It was a choice and it stays

A scar you have forever
Your damaged skin
An accident, a fall
A memory of your strength
Visible pain and resurrection

The scars on your heart
You carry invisible
Sometimes you weep
Sometimes you fall
There is no healing for the blame
No respite from the guilt
You cannot hide from the sadness
All consuming, completely engulfing
Frightening darkness.

I pray for peace,
I pray for solace
I pray one day I will feel the strength
To walk tall again

My heart hurts
And will never heal
From this tattooed scar
I will always feel.