"Follow my lead,
Christ said,"and sing."
I learned to listen.
"Follow my lead and yell."
I learned to speak.
"Follow my lead and eat."
I learned to dress.
"Follow my lead and drink of this water."
I learned to share.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Shayla Knowledge! Power up!
The good thing about not seeing your full potential and being too hard on yourself is that the other person is almost always wrong. LOL! How true is this!
That's why it's so important to be around people who see your full potential and help you grow.
That's why it's so important to be around people who see your full potential and help you grow.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
It Will Be You!
Still can't sleep.
Never the less,
Dreaming of you.
Well, you are doing it.
Life here it comes.
Several things to do.
My radio still blaring,
The noise wakes me
In the middle of the night.
Wish it were you.
All the stars on the celling,
And soap suds turned to hearts,
They were gifts from God,
But a sign there was you.
-For my Love
Never the less,
Dreaming of you.
Well, you are doing it.
Life here it comes.
Several things to do.
My radio still blaring,
The noise wakes me
In the middle of the night.
Wish it were you.
All the stars on the celling,
And soap suds turned to hearts,
They were gifts from God,
But a sign there was you.
-For my Love
Another Poem About ED- "Angry ,Dumb ,and Scum"
Eat and sleep-
My life has revolved around
You.
Never ending happiness,
I never knew.
They say I don't have it,
That I'm smarter than you,
But I know the Truth.
That it has only been me,
Me and you.
So call me angry and call me scum.
These things I am guilty
When I belong to you.
It's a lyrical romance,
A cherished one too,
But together I kill you,
And a part of me too.
My life has revolved around
You.
Never ending happiness,
I never knew.
They say I don't have it,
That I'm smarter than you,
But I know the Truth.
That it has only been me,
Me and you.
So call me angry and call me scum.
These things I am guilty
When I belong to you.
It's a lyrical romance,
A cherished one too,
But together I kill you,
And a part of me too.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
It's in My Blood
On your toes,
That icy, clear, glass sliced,
Wears a sexy, blood red dress.
And leaves it's tracks behind.
Pop Music, almost hard core.
Sung for me my angel,
Danced in my mind,
And when it was all over...
Just left me behind,
And you with no more
Wine.
That icy, clear, glass sliced,
Wears a sexy, blood red dress.
And leaves it's tracks behind.
Pop Music, almost hard core.
Sung for me my angel,
Danced in my mind,
And when it was all over...
Just left me behind,
And you with no more
Wine.
Friday, October 7, 2011
Saturday, October 1, 2011
A Voice
Truer Words were never uttered.
I love you.
To shock at first,
But than to grow strong.
Although these hands are shaking,
They can move mountains.
To stir the hearts of men to change for God.
Like kept in a cellar like a fine wine,
Now their worth has doubled.
I looked in shame at what I was,
And now in joy at what I was possible to become,
And I heard a voice tell me ,"You always were, now you can be."
Death doesn't have to be my Destiny.
I love you.
To shock at first,
But than to grow strong.
Although these hands are shaking,
They can move mountains.
To stir the hearts of men to change for God.
Like kept in a cellar like a fine wine,
Now their worth has doubled.
I looked in shame at what I was,
And now in joy at what I was possible to become,
And I heard a voice tell me ,"You always were, now you can be."
Death doesn't have to be my Destiny.
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