Today is Friday the 13th......But I don't think its cursed day. I am actually looking forward to the day, One because it's Friday (I mean come on - no work) and two I believe in postive thinking. My first thought this morning when I realized it was Friday 13th was "I bet today will be a luck one for me". So therefore I am going to look on the bright side of life and expect a good day. The results are to be continued..... I'll let everyone if postive outlooks can affect your day.

This poem was amazing. I am sorry for your lost. Thank for sharing your talents.

The song before he cheats by Carrie Underwood is really growing on me. I am definitely not a coutry person, maybe a liitle rock, but not country. Yet I find myself lovin this song. I soooo want to go to Karaoke and belt it out.

This was really good. It had a spoken word vibe to it. I could imagine you speaking it and adding some extra flavor. good job!

This is very orginal. Never seen Death & Graves spoke of in this way. (I think thats what your talking about...Right?) Nevertheless, the was great!

I am soooo loving this. I have def. been there.

Wow. This was really good. I read some of your other stuff and your a great writer. It easy to picture & feel what your describing. I gonna take some tips from you....

Thanks everyone!!!!

That was deep. And thanks for replying.

WOW!!!!!

You should def. write a poem. When your feeling down, thats when the creative juices really get flowing. Hope you feel better.

Mick calls in scared
He’s wasting away
Wants to know
If he could get tested today

I tell him to calm down
One question at a time
He breaks down crying
It’s blowing my mind

My face crumples with fear
Heart heavy with sorrow
I know how he feels
Could be there tomorrow

I want take his pain
Wrap it in my arms
It’s a road once traveled
We have to stay armed

I tell of the times
I speak of the swab
I tell him results are rapid
So it’s less worry on your mind

He purges of his life
Bankruptcies and home strife
I tell him its okay
Probably just stress of the day

We share a few smiles
He now SEEMS okay
I tell him come next week
Guess we’ll see Monday





****Hope this doesn't offend anyone. These are only my words****

Fighting to find the truth,
I know its there hiding from me.
Looking through the faceless crowd
I am crying out for a Savior

The faces blur pass
At uncaring speeds
How can this be?
Will no one help me?

I am crying out for a Savior!

Pitiless faces ignore me
Hurry past my pain
Pass me by like I am bum
On the strip asking for change

I am fighting an endless battle
There’s no solution in sight
Just a girl crying out for a savior
Will no one help me?

This is really good. I love your writing style here. You should check out mines. You may like it.

I want it to be okay
To close my eyes at night
I want the moment to be mine
In any way that I like

I want the doubts and the fears
To be erased from my mind
Leaving room for sweet dreams
To caress me in due time
But when I open my eyes the memories’ still there
Eight hours of sleep should have left me empty and bare

There are no more tears on my cheek
And the pillows’ dried out
But something in my mind
Still doesn’t feel right

So I struggle through the day
A walking corpse of the dead
Speak when spoken to
Still, nothing gets said
Hollow through and through
But nothing gets said
But the left over conversations
On replay in my head

I can't fight this feelng
This emotion so strong
My pen and my paper
It's what my heart calls home

Through thick and thin
It's had my back
From headaches to heartbreaks
My security was always intact

I could never fight this feeling
Never would if I could
I could never fight this feeling
Although sometimes I should

At moments like tonight
When my mind won't sit right
Its my pen and my paper
Thats holding me tight

When my eyes start to water
And my insides feel tore
It's my pen and my paper
That keep me from being sore

This pen and this paper
It's my shield, It's my rock
My pen and my paper
Is gonna take me to the top