Marcy
Through our lives, we look for mor… Looking, for that happiness, more… When you, begin your search, for t… The places that you look, may not… The very place, where you should l…
As, the calendar, turns, it’s days… And will, the changing, of the yea… Can you, look back, with a smile;o… As the past, teaches a lesson;or d… All, the things, that you found;th…
Silence, will never change, those… As you hope, for redemption, somew… You can change, your appearance, e… But what good, is the change, if t… Every event, in your life, adds up…
Let me, talk to you, again, let me… Let us hold, each other tight, if… Let me, show you, I was wrong and… Let us, keep each other warm, all… Let me, be, the one, you need, let…
I’ve held on for many years, To come to here and now, Wrapped in long held solitude, Usually alone somehow, Something lives down deep inside,
It seems, I’ve been lucky, in th… And all, the things, that I hold… Some of the things, I’ve wanted,… And through, the many experiences… As I, look back, on my life, ther…
Do we understand, the things we ho… Or do we seem to run away, with th… A false facade protects us, the pe… Pretending to be in heaven, though… Hiding somehow becomes easy, an of…
To live like this is agony, But life brings all sorts of thing… Some we wanted and some deplored, It’s all what our fates bring, In this life we are all contestant…
A picture, of, a smiling face;a li… A sparkle, that reminds me;of clou… A piercing, on her right cheek;and… And I, can see her, clearly;as th… With, the beauty of her face:there…
I’ve waited for just a whisper, ye… I’ve waited with this hope alive,… I’ve waited with the living, even… I’ve waited in the pouring rain, s… I’ve waited in the blinding snow,…
I carry, things, around with me, s… As you try, to forget me, and I,… This monster, you created, yet you… What happened, to the words you sa… In the past, you came to me, but n…
Midnight holds me in his hand;it s… And even if our lips seem to move;… I hear the music of your voice;I… I stroke your long jet black hair;… Midnight may be the witching hour;…
Each night memories come to call, And we live with them through the… Things we had or things we need, While the mind gets in the way, When the darkness comes at night,
Its two am in the morning, and I… Crickets being the only sound, as… I return to the land of dreams, to… And though alone in this place, th… The memories remind me, of how eac…
The temperature, is dropping, a br… Leaves, float, across, the lawn, t… As, I sit here, freezing, collect… I just wonder, how she is, in memo… As I sit, amid the leaves, that s…