I'm so sorry.. my prayers for all of you..

You came from far away somewhere,

Electricity, seemed to charge, the air.

twinkling eyes and golden hair,

why sit here, playing solitare?

your style no doubt, was debonair,

a gentleman, who doesn't swear,

handsome, charming, all too rare,

not too many men compare.

What started as a light afffair,

could have happened anywhere,

you could have been a millionaire,

or penniless, I didn't care.

I had so much, with you, to share,

I know now, i was unfair.

I'm not blind, nor unaware,

we should've made more time, for prayer.

'My tears flow freely, wrapped in pain

memorys trapped, that will remain,

The castle, where you'll always reign,

the cooling bubbles, of champagne

the passion, we could not restrain,

that mournful whistle, of the train.

The uncertainty, that left a stain.

The jelous anger, that left love, slain.

how did we get such bitterness?

did we struggle to possess?'

or was it an inability, to confess?

or did we let ouselves, obsess,

past the point, of willingness

expanding on, the craziness,

hoping soon , god might bless

order, to our chaotic mess.

written by vicky myers

whine
you're talking too much, not hearing a sound.

we're left high and dry, no solid ground,

half empty promises echo around

nightmares, being held under and drowned

our life is gone, covered with frost

dust to the wind, love has been tossed

wandering aimless, lonely and lost

hopelessly, adding up all of the cost

lifting the veil, so I can see.

tears falling softly, I set you free

you're really not, any better than me,

you voiced your wishes, now I agree.

wow

Why would, I want to go away?

All I do all day is play..

You never said I couldn't stay,

You never said I'd have to pay..


I thought I had a sugar momma,

never planned on all this drama

End your statements with a comma,

Vacation in the Great Bahama?


Whats wrong? with, what I do all day,

Watch T.V., or plan to stray..

Its not as if I'm going gay

I always ask, for your okay.


I thought I had a free ride here.

Three hot meals and free beer??

I should have made my needs more clear,

Things are not what they appear.


Destined to hell, I've nothing to lose,

I want to party, I'm set to cruise,

Please, forgive me, If I use,

Theres nothing "free" I'd refuse.


You may not think my prioritys are straight

But don't you worry I'm feeling great!

But in case you hesitate,

don't wait up, I'll be out late!!

I promise, not to play games like you're blind,
I'll try to be happy, and not be unkind,
not assume the worst, like you wouldn't mind,
follow the path, that Jesus designed.
commitments we uttered, don't seem to bind
quite like contract, for marriage once signed
boundrys are shady,when there not defined
leaving my face and my confidence lined.
i'd never set out, to ever impair
a desire to ever do less, than what would be fair
Not to reduce trust nor leave dispair.
I'd never trade love, for any affair.
trust is hard earned, I wouldn't dare.
if you could see thru me, you'd be aware
it was just love, I'd hoped to share.
we have much in common, were too much alike
though on separate paths, we'll always hike
starting like toddlers, out on a trike,
progressing in time, to that pro bike,
no arm to twist, no punch to spike,
no wish to upstage or sing in a mike.
no wish to confuse, or ever to psyche,
the man once knew, loved, and still like.

The family that we were about
Was centered here I want to shout
I want to whine I want to pout
I hate the thought of moving out

The path is set, Fates been sealed
no chance that this may be appealed
May light shine on all concealed
May truth and honor be revealed

My intentions, on the table
now despise, the petty lable
follow lies, believe in fable
at the end god knows who's stable

my mistake not valuing money
Laughing now, so stupid, its funny
Love, was what made my days sunny
holidays, children, the easter bunny

I didn't neglect any debt,
nor did I welch on any bet
I didn't want what others get
I won't look back with more reget

remember carmic debts accrue
slam not with your words untrue
the pain they cause you can't undo
In the end, who hurts?, its you

embracing change. in hopes I'll grow
against my own desires, you know.
by gods grace, may truth please show
and light the path we each must go.

mystical creatures

My garden is filled with really wierd creatures,

some bearing strange and prominent features.

Traveling in packs, collecting like preachers,

they're self declared mystical teachers.

They claim to be victims, of lifes circumstance.

Beg you to help them, give them a chance.

Listen too long, wind up in a trance,

its better not, to give them a glance.

Invading your space, searching they sneak,

looking for someone whose future looks bleak,

Don’t trust them,'cause they lie as they speak.

Preying on those. who are lost or are weak.

They’ve no morals, nor values to speak of;

they take no directives, at all, from above,

They never did know, unconditional love.

Conflict they solve, with a push and a shove.

Look very careful ' fore you lend them a hand;

their children are screaming, over the land,

We're starving for love, its what we demand;

don't enable ignorance, please understand.

It’s all a part of the natural fight.

The million year war 'tween the dark and the light.

It’s easy, to see it, once we hear it, despite,

A natural instinct, to see, wrong as, quite right.

So, go on and see, if its not so,

some of the traits, are in folks, that you know,'

Darkness takes root, where 'ere it can grow,

pull the root out. Before it can show.

written by , vicky myers 12-6-08