What I Want

I want you
To
Want to be with me...

I want you
To hug me...

I want to
Feel your arms
Around me....

I want you
To call me darling...

I want so
Much to
Spend time with you...

To get to know you...

Have you get to know me...

Yet, I know I'm
Not your type girl.

I don't smoke.
I'm not into partying,

I don't wear make up
Or sexy clothes


I don't dance.

I'm a dorky girl
Who loves to write.

Who loves being outdoors at night,
Watching the moon and th starts and nature .

Who loves books
And riding bikes.

Who knows she is beautiful, yet
Does not always feel it.

But I still want to spend time
With you.

So much.

I Want A Guy Who

I want a guy
who encourages me...

I want a guy
who helps
me to help myself...

I want a guy
who is
content simply
to be with me,
never mind the circumstances....

I want a guy
who smiles a
caring smile at me...

I want a guy
who makes me laugh....

I want a guy
who does not aim to
hurt my feelings,
but is not afraid to...

I want a guy
who
loves to hug
me and hold me in
his arms...

I want a guy
who loves
holding my hand...

I want a guy
who does
not lead
me to do something
against my will...

I want a guy
who
sees and believes in
my inner strength....

I want a guy
who would take
me fishing....

I want a guy
who would
encourage me in
my physical working out...

I want a guy
who loves my
faith...

I want a guy
that wants to
be the kind
of guy I deserve
and he strives towards it...

I want a guy
who loves
the smell of the outdoors
at night...

I want a guy
who
cares about me,
not just about us.

Two

Torn between
two...

my heart
years for
both...

both beautiful
in their own
way...

both offering
a new
life....

I can
see myself
with both....

I love
them both...

my mind
and my heart
both go back
and forth...

unable to decide,
I am left
confused
and frustrated....

which should
I choose?

which is the
one for me?

which one
would be best for me?

which one
would I be the
one for?


how do
you choose
between two...

when your heart is
with both?

when you
like
them both?

I Am The Girl

I am
the girl
who has never
gone on a date,
because guys do
not want to date her...

I am
the girl
who has spent
a lifetime
making herself
be able to see
she is beautiful...


I am
the girl
who has never
been kissed...

I am
the girl
who has
never gotten
drunk,
or close to drunk...

I am
the girl
that loves reading...

I am
the girl
who loves the smell
of books...

I am
the girl
who
loves to write,
who loves creating worlds and people
from her imagination...

I am
the girl
who has never had
a milkshake....

I am
the girl
who wants her first boyfriend
to feed her
her first strawberry
because it's romatic
and cute...

I am
the girl
who feels
beautiful,
sexy,
confident,
and strong
when she is on  a bike,
feeling the wind on her
face...

I am
the girl
who quietly
loves God and Jesus...

I am
the girl
that most often
is not thought of
or about...

I am
the girl
whose feelings
you might hurt,
and she will never
hurt yours back...

I am
the girl
who loves
the journey
more than the
destination...

I am
the girl
who is
trying with
all her power and
strength,
to not like you...

I am
the girl
that dreams about
you at night...

I am
the girl
who wants
a relationship
with a guy I care about,
who cares about me...

I am
the girl
you never truly
see...

I am
the girl
with 7 tattoos...

I am
the girl
who is proud
of all she is.

My Heart

My heart
wants what it
wants,
and I have
no say...


it yearns,
it dreams
it desires...

over things
and people
I wish it did not...

My
heart is the
wildest
thing about me...

It is
uncontrollable,
it is untamed
and beyond
control...


I cannot control
or tame it...

I cannot
steer
it away
from this course...

All I can do...

is pray that at the end,
He will be there for me,
as He always is,
to heal my broken heart.

Stronger Than My Heart

I refuse
to
like him...

I do not
want to
even
be his friend...

He is
dangerous...

He is the
mistake I
can see coming...

He is the
heartbreak
that could
have been stopped....

He is
the tears
that need not
be shed...

I make him
think I'm rude...

I make him
think I could not
care less...

I refuse to
let him have any
positive opinion of me...

because guys like him,
crush girls like me...

and I do not
want to be crushed again...

but the question is...
am I stronger than my heart?

Even Though You Lie Broken

I see your
beauty,
even though
you lie
broken...

I see your strength,
though it's
gone...

I see your
inspirational glow,
though it is dimmed...

I see the dreams you
carried,
though they are
no more...

I see the hope you had,
though they
are shattered...

I see what you
could have been,
though it is lost...

I see your power,
though it is
lost to time and decay...

I see what you once
represented,
though it's no
longer there...

I see what you were,
I see what you are now,
and I find you
beauiful, strong, and powerful,
and inspiraton and a carried of hopes and dreams,
even though you lie broken.

They Kept The Lights Going

On a frigid
moonless night
in the middle of a calm
ocean a group of men
on a ship where
told they could go...

A group of men
on a sinking ship
were told they could go,
they could go
and save themselves...

none of them did.

they stayed at their post.

they kept the lights going
so people could see
to save themselves
and others....

they kept the lights going
to avoid
any more panic and confusion
than there already was....

they kept the lights going
so a group of lifeboats
in the middle of a dark ocean
would have some light to see by...

they kept the lights going
at the cost of their own
lives...

they kept the lights going
until the very end
until death had to come
and shut out
the lights,
in the last minutes....

they kept the lights going
until the end.

would we keep the lights going
until the end?

would we do our duty, our job,
despite being on a sinking
ship in the middle of the freezing dark ocean?


they kept the lights going,
until the end their ship had light.

for that,
they died heroes,
they died gentlemen,
and they died an inspiration
to the world.

they kept the lights going
until there was no more,
until the ocean had claimed them...

would you keep the lights going
until the ocean claimed you?

Unsinkable

they called
her Unsinkable...

they called
her the ship of dreams...

they said she could
not lose against
the ocean...

they called
her Unsinkable....

they said she could
not parish away...

they said she
could not
 sink
to be forgotten
beneath
the waves...

 yet she did sink
beneath the waves...

she was sinkable...

she did lose
against the
ocean...

they were wrong.

but perhaps,
in a way,
they were right...

she did not disseapear
to be forgotten beneath
the waves...


she is still remenbered...

she is still in our minds
and in a lot of hearts...

the souls
that went down
with her
are not forgotten...

she continues
to reminds
us of our own liminations
as humans...

to never become
overconfident in
ourselves or
in what we create...

her stories
from when she was
proved Sinkable
inspired us by
showing us example
of the bravery and courage
and unselfisness
of the human spirit...

she might have
gone down,
she might have
gone down
beneath the waves
on a frigid moonless night when
the ocean was calm...

but she was not forgotten.

 perhaps...

in spirit...
in memory...
in influence...

she was Unsinkable.

A Lady

At the bottom
of the deep
ocean
lies a lady...

She
lives
in darkness...

She
lies
broken
on the
ocean floor,
buried in
the floor
of the Earth...

Her body was
once praised,
her beauty stunned
the world...

She
lies
broken,
her majestic body
now
divided
in two...

Her insides are collapsing,
her outside is deteriorating,
and she is now
food for life...

She lives in darkness,
alone,
yet not alone...

she is filled
with the ghosts
of the hundreds
who went down with her...

of those that did their
duty to the end...

of those that went down
fighting the ocean
until the very end...

she is filled
with the ghostly sounds of the
screens of death of
hundreds of souls,
flaying in the
fridgid waters
with no light surrounding them...

pictures and videos
of her
show a stark contrast
to the beaty she once was...

yet when I
gaze at those pictures,
then and now,
I see a beautiful and majestic
lady laying at the bottom
of the ocean,
a lady who  is a vivid reminder
of the perils of human overconfident,
and of human courage
at the last hour.