[link]
I'm going to just use this for housing my poetry, getting feedback (when it happens) here.
*smooch*
Luv ya!
Crissy


FlyIt was our last embrace It was our last goodbye You held me oh so tightFly
Baby I had to fly Baby I had to fly Baby I had to fly
Tried so hard to let you go But thoughts of you cut through my soul You wanted so much more than I could ever give I had to fly, fly to live
This heart of mine is chained so tight Darkness seeping in and so I fight These wings of mine won’t let me stay I have to fly, fly away
It was our last embrace It was our last goodbye You held me oh so tight
Baby I had to fly Baby I had to


Where I begin....There is a silence here deep withinWhere I begin....
a peaceful place
where I begin
Begin to what? I ask myself begin to live begin to breathe begin to be
Too long now I've held it tight let no in
let no one see
Maybe now the walls worn thin and cracks of light begin to glow
Beautiful radiance
shining bright
A heart long lost
finds it light
Beautiful mystery
fledgling soul
A life once wasted
finds it pull
There is a silence here deep within a peaceful plac


The Dream~The Dream~ Crissy, October 2005The Dream
Lying there on your bed of nails The distance screams All thought impales
Time ticks on and slowly falls Eyes flutter open Hear your calls
Flashes of vision on a marble top Naked and open Begging to stop
The first cut layed open deep Head tossed back You beg to weep
Nails dig in to flesh so soft Another scream And still I scoff
Hot breath touches your skin Ragged gasps "Please begin"


WordsInto this pool of life I stare I gasp for breath I beg for air.Words
A single tear slips down Don't let them out For I might drown.
Wicked thoughts fill my mind Sometimes scared What I might find.
Can not, will not let you in A heart shut tight I will never win.
Sacred screams fill the night Invade my mind As I hold on tight.
You look at me and think She's poisoned water Dare you drink?
More than you'll ever guess Not just a girl Like the rest
Take me in, hold me tight
--
"Those who are easily shocked, should be shocked more often"
Being a bitch means I won't compromise what's in my heart. It means I live my life MY way. It means I won't allow anyone to step on me. When I refuse to tolerate injustice and speak against it, I am defined as a bitch. The same thing happens when I take time for myself instead of being everyone's maid, or when I act a little selfish. It means I have the courage and strength to allow myself to be who I truly am and won't become anyone else's idea of what they think I "should" be. I am outspoken, opinionated and determined. I want what I want and there is nothing wrong with that! So try to stomp on me, try to douse my inner flame, try to squash every ounce of beauty I hold within me. You won't succeed.
And if that makes me a bitch, so be it. I embrace the title and am proud to bear it.
--
"Those who are easily shocked, should be shocked more often"
Previous PageNext Page