My Wish

If I had one wish
I would want this…
To be comfortable
In my own skin
Take the pain away
Take away the fears
Leave anxiety behind
And shake the depression
No more casting doubt
And shadows upon myself
Living with hope
And not inward hate
A chance to stop
Always blaming me
For maybe just this once
I could be happy
Being me

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – comfortable

Ready, Steady, Go

Are you ready
Ready for the rain to fall
It will wash over you
Taking away the grit
From all the pain
You have endured

Hold steady
Steady and on course
For the future holds hope
that will sustain your dreams
for all the happiness
your heart can hold

Let’s go
Go and fulfill a destiny
That began with your first breath
It got a little lost along the way
But now the sky has a rainbow
With your pot of gold waiting

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – steady

Losing Control (FOWC)

There was a time
That I would have jumped
The minute you said to
There was a time
When I believed in you
When you were still unsure
There was a time
When the future looked bright
When we had little to show

Those days are gone
You have lost control
And I can’t stand the pain anymore
Those days are gone
You lie so much
And I can’t find peace anymore
Those days are gone
You spew hate
And I can’t feel love anymore

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – control

You Are So Much To Me (FOWC)

You’re my rainbow
After a storm that threw me about
You’re the sun
On a cold winter day that was harsh
You bring me hope
When the day is long and I struggle to stay afloat
You’re my friend
When I am lost and feeling so alone
You’re my passion
When the world turns bitter
You bring me love
Just because you care
To say it in simple terms
You are my future…

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – simple

Maybe

I wait by the phone.
Maybe today is the day
You will think of me,
And say hello.
Three holidays now
Have passed without word,
No greetings from you.
But I still believe
What once used to be
Is not dead as it seems.
My friends say it is toxic
To hold onto this dream,
Of a future of you and me.
Maybe it is?
Maybe it’s time
To finally let go?
Maybe…