StOnEdWiTcH's blog: "my feelings"

On bare skin of loss a hand of hope is placed, A fear of discomfort upon ones touch is chased, As feelings of hope quickly become replaced, While beauty is masked for fear of rejection, And no words uttered would help one to cope, All this brought on from fearing your own hope. Dressed to hide and never to be seen again, Forgive your heart let it feel no more pain, Realization of what happened, you know it wasn't fair, but helping others to explain is now what you have come to declare, Showing the world to handle oneself with care. Now upon your top a pink ribbon is placed, Showing everyone proudly what you have faced, Proud for now you can also help other too, With what they fearfully are going through, "Just remember to get checked before its too late" These are the words that helped change your fate.

MY HEART KNOWS HE DOESNT WANT ME. HE SHOWS ME BUT WHY IS IT SO HARD TO SEE? HE TELLS ME I'M WAISTING MY TIME, SO WHY IS IT SO HARD TO HEAR? WHEN I KNOW HIS LOVE FOR ME ISNT NOWHERE NEAR.

Never Have I Fallen Your lips speak soft sweetness Your touch a cool caress I am lost in your magic My heart beats within your chest I think of you each morning And dream of you each night I think of your arms being around me And cannot express my delight Never have I fallen But I am quickly on my way You hold a heart in your hands That has never before been given away

A Special World A special world for you and me A special bond one cannot see It wraps us up in its cocoon And holds us fiercely in its womb. Its fingers spread like fine spun gold Gently nestling us to the fold Like silken thread it holds us fast Bonds like this are meant to last. And though at times a thread may break A new one forms in its wake To bind us closer and keep us strong In a special world, where we belong.

That Is Love Love is a strange and beautiful thing, It spans time and space, distance is no object to love. You will wait forever for the one you love, Travel wherever you need to be with them. When you are in the arms of the one you love, That love can make a moment last a lifetime, Yet make a lifetime seem no more than a moment. When love is distant it grows strong, When it returns it flowers. People crave it, strive for it, fight for it, and die for it, And when they find it, they know they are complete. For in the arms of the one we love is wholeness, Belief, completeness, passion, and security. The one we love is someone for whom we would do anything, And never ask for anything in return. It produces a love of all that person is and will ever be, Regardless of what that may mean to me. Love knows that when you are away, That you are still loved, cherished, thought after, and missed By the one you love, And they know that you love them back. That is Love.