Peaceful Beauty

She is shy
Scared of her own face
Of what people think of her
Yes...She is different
Natural beauty from the skies
Hiding from the world
Slowly she step's out of her mask
Showing ...
Her true beauty

Beautiful Wishes

Wish i may,
Wish i might,
Grab a star,
And hold it tight.
Hiding in my secret box,
Counting the wishes in the sky,
Each star twinkles as it flies!     

Key to her smile

Heartless family,
Escape to her own world
She laughs and smiles,
Eyes light up when she see's her friends
Looking back at her "family"
Little sister standing there alone
Head down, tears falling,
Gently grabbing her hand,
guiding her to a better world...better life.
Light flashes... Gone forever, giggles still heard.

Broken Confused Heart

You loved him
He loved you
Waiting,confused, no reply
It seems as if he has forgotten about you
Not to be selfish
Slowly fading away in a distance, never to be seen again
...I give up
Why is it that God introduces us to what we think is "the one"

and then...it's...gone.

Hidden Love

A tradgey,curse,forbidden love

you've got me so twisted around your heart

Being told that i can never see you...

to never talk to you...

Sad thing is that my heart beats for you

I need you here but your always so far away,

I love you, forever and always

Dancing Dew Drops

Her footsteps were quiet against the rough ground.
Twigs snapping at the pace of her walk.
Excited about her visit to her hidden pond.
Believed to be something special about it.
Possible to dance on the waters?
To place dew drops in her hair?
To find treasure?
She giggles at the touch of the water on her feet.
Then she begins to dance.

Daddy's stories

Daddy tell me a story...

a story about the princesses,

How they lived in beautiful castles and wore beautiful gowns.

How they ran around in their secret gardens and go to magical balls.

How they can explore all day and dream all night.

Until one day they meet their prince.

Daddy where is my teddy bear, teddy bear wants to hear the story too!

Home sick

Misty forest reflects through her eyes,

She is cold and silent.

Alone in this sickened world.

But she is home, rain falls down gently touching her soft face.

The smell of pine lingers.

Many memories float through her mind, some good...most bad.

Scars remain to haunt her endless past.

She is lost in her own home.

Her secret

People call it an addiction...

She loves to swim, the waters calm her.

They never knew the real reason...

They just saw her normal life.

She barely drinks water because she would rather live in it...to be home in the seas...

surrounded by the smooth shells and coral.

To find treasures ...

It's not an addiction, it's her wonderous secret