So Lonely

Loneliness cuts in my heart like a knife
It seems to have been there throughout all my life
No matter what happiness comes in my grasp
I never can hold it and end up in lack
So many times I have tried to have joy
Others can play with it just like a toy
Somehow I’m doomed from heaven above
To never have anyone with me to love
I look for the future and hold on to hope
But meanwhile I’m finding it’s so hard to cope
If no one will come and take me away
I might as well quit and give up today


Hiding

The moon is but a misty haze
It dare not show its light
It hides behind a cloud of fog
And stays there all the night

It’s so afraid as yet am I
To show the truth of love
The special person doesn’t know
What I am thinking of

I wish the world that I could glow
And show my love to him
But I am scared he’ll run away
Instead I must keep dim

One day I know that I will shine
No matter what the cost
And like a full moon shining bright
No longer I’ll be lost


Mimickers

People are watching
Though you’ll never see
It might just surprise you
How intent they may be

They copy your lifestyles
And mimic your ways
They wish they were like you
In work or at play

Determine within them
And make as their goal
Exactly be like you
Perfect and whole

But if they became you
Just what would you see?
Would you be happy
With what they would be?

Take a step back
And just try to see
If you’re an example
Like you ought to be


One Little Word

One little word that’s said in wrath
Can tear a heart apart
A look can pierce you like a knife
Or hit you like a dart

One little word destroys a life
And makes one give up hope
The outlook now on life is dim
And now it’s hard to cope

The world would be a better place
If some removed their tongue
And gave up speaking all at once
Then couldn’t hurt a one

The world would be a better place
If only kind was said
Then people wouldn’t hurt inside
And all their hopes not dead


Hope (2)

Some have searched around the world
And sailed the oceans wide
But found not what they’re looking for
And can’t be satisfied
They look where none have looked before
And seek both old and new
They die unhappy, lonely lives
Because they search for you
A friend who never gives up hope
Is always by my side
Someone to be there when I cry
When deep inside I’ve died
A friend to pull me through it all
To help me ’til it’s done
A person matched to no one else
‘Cuz you are number one
I still have yet to thank my God
For sending  you to me
So I don’t die alone and sad
As I was meant to be


The Darkness

The darkness plays a silent song
Played but as if nothing’s wrong
It doesn’t know that men will die
And at home their children cry
It doesn’t know that as we sleep
Robbers in our bedroom creep
It doesn’t know the sins of whores
Who bargain off their sex and more
It doesn’t know when people drink
Then drive and kill and nothing think
The darkness is so innocent
It never has the slightest hint
That all these things are going wrong
While it plays its silent song


I Love You

Most often is a lie
Used to get your way
Sometimes is thought as truth
But then it fades away
Most rare is when these words
Are meant with all your heart
No matter what goes on
From them you’ll never part
These words mean sacrifice
That is, if they are true
Three tiny little things
Are the words “I Love You”


Oh Be Careful What You Wish

On to work and home again
Through traffic, trucks and horns
Music blaring, children screaming
Neighbors in the morn

The phone is ringing off the wall
The television’s loud
Dripping faucets, banging pipes
A large, protesting crowd

Rapping fingers, tapping pens
Babies in the mall
I wish I could not hear a sound
And then escape it all

Then came the day that I woke up
Was deafened as a nail
And could not hear the birds above
But only see them sail

I couldn’t hear my children’s voices
Saying what they need
To tell me what is wrong with them
Or if they wanted feed

The world was ever silent
And not a sound alive
An eerie darkness feeling
I never could survive

I longed to hear just one small sound
I’d give up all I had
To hear a simple chiming bell
Or just a talking lad

I got my wish to hear again
And ever glad am I
Complaint will not escape my mouth
Until the day I die