Friday, May 20, 2011

Bound To You

Sweet love, sweet love
Trapped in your love
I've opened up, unsure I can trust
My heart and I were buried in dust
Free me, free us

You're all I need when I'm holding you tight
If you walk away I will suffer tonight

I found a man I can trust
And boy, I believe in us
I am terrified to love for the first time
Can you see that I'm bound in chains
I finally found my way
I am bound to you
I am bound to you

So much, so young
I've faced on my own
Walls I built up became my home
I'm strong and I'm sure there's a fire in us
Sweet love, so pure

I catch my breath with just one beating heart
And I brace myself, please don't tear this apart

I found a man I can trust

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And boy, I believe in us
I am terrified to love for the first time
Can't you see that I'm bound in chains
I finally found my way
I am bound to you
I am bound to

Suddenly the moment's here
I embrace my fears
All that I have been carrying all these years
Do I risk it all
Come this far just to fall, fall

Oh, I can trust
And boy, I believe in us
I am terrified to love for the first time
Can you see that I'm bound in chains
And finally found my way
I am bound to you

I am,
Ooh, I am
I'm bound to you

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Love is an Addiction

Love is addictive
Like a drug
adrenaline rushing
racing through your system
butterflies and rainbows
tomorrows and sunshine
feelings of bliss and prospect
brought from another person
their touch, gaze, kiss, lust
Love and lust wrapped into one
feelings of forevers and happily ever afters
Excitement for tomorrows
awaking to their face, smile and embrace.
So quickly it comes, as quickly it goes away.
taken, ripped from your soul.
Bleeding without bandage
love spills, pours everywhere
drains down to the floor.
The floor on my knees
pleading an begging
Eyes swell
tears gently fall.
Taken away without recourse
without feeling of sorrow or remourse.
What happened to the caring
the sharing
the promised made.
The drug has been taken
from existance
it flows
Gone from your body and soul.
Withdrawal sets in
chills and cold sweats
feelings of regret.
Needing a fix
you search to heal
you are now an addict
needing their love just to feel.

A Time for Everything

1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace

Trapped in your love

feeling trapped
emotions caged
love lost
not given away
holing onto a string
of a place I used to be
and still long to see...

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Missing Him...

I made an agreement with someone that I would not contact them until they were ready to contact me. What a fool I am to think I have the courage and strength to let go so easily. I'm not sure what hurts worse- the anguish of missing him, the powerless feeling I have, or the daily struggle to honor their request.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Worry Rock

When I was 10 my grandmother passed away. We were so close it was if she was my mom as well. 
The pain still draws tears.
She used to carry a smooth shiny black rock in her pocket. She called it her "worry rock." 
She used to tell me the tale that whenever life was getting too hard, trouble came about, 
emotions were too strong or over all just had worry- 
just hold the rock and rub it as it will take all that ails you away.

At her funeral, she was to be burried with her worry rock. 
Before the closed the casket, my grandfather removed it from her hand and placed it in mine.
I was told she would want me to have this to help throughout life's journey.

I have it to this day safe and sound in a lock box @ home.

Over the past few weeks I've had many thing testing my strength. 
(Some of which I've shared- others I hold close to my heart.)

Yesterday was particularly trying. I sometimes feel as though it is a test from God.
I awoke this morning, went to my car and opened the door. 
As I went to climb in, I saw the rock in this picture sitting on the driver's seat. 

(It is nearly identical to the one of my grandmother's  I have locked away.) 

I nearly burst into tears as I had not been anywhere where this rock could had entered my car- 
let alone sitting on my seat. 

I could call it coincidence or I can continue to seek the logic in its placement 
(especially since I am the only one with keys to my car); 
however since her passing, when times get tough for me I feel she's found ways to reach me from the heavens.

It hasn't happened in years, but today I'm holding onto the fact that my guardian angel is looking after me, 
reminding me that I can get through life's trials to persevere and enjoy life's joy and bliss.

I'm really hoping I can sneak away to church today, if not, 
I know you can show your love and respect to the lord without being in a house of God. 

I thought you may appreciate this occutrence. Thank you for allowing me to share with you!



I Am...

I am fierce,
I am Fire,
I am love
I am desire.
I am loveable
I am worthy
I am strong
I must hold on....
and disregard the demons that seek to destroy.