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Pretty Pink Box

im stuck here in my pretty pink box
no one enters, no one leaves
the same song plays the same notes
the same light makes the same shadows
the same thoughts run through the same head
the same tears stain the same pillow
no one enters, no one leaves
and im still stuck in my pretty pink box

by Cassandra
CassieJoF6@aol.com

MY OCEAN

Out in the sea is where i am
alone in my ragging ocean of you and me
I hear the taunted laughter,
the manipulation of your words
You try to bring me down
down into your hell, but I wil not faulter
The Lords hand is keeping me afloat
Yet again you yell and scream
All I can think is God please save me
The raging waters you send try to throw me off course
But Gods hand keeps me afloat
Because you have given up on living
Because you have made your final decesions
You lash out your irrational anger, you want me down for the count
Like a bird locked in a cage, a river pulluted by your own dying dreams
Yet still Gods hands keep me afloat
the storms are casted in, the clouds try to pollute my mind
Your hand is the hand of the undertoe,
a warning call to many

Because of you i am drawn to all who treat me as this
But gods hand keeps me afloat
Gods hand still has yet to ever let go.........

by, Miranda Bolton

Where Does It Go From Here?

Where does it go from here?
My world,
Had fell apart,
Once you said the words.
I had nothing to say,
But my eyes did.
I had felt so bad,
And there was nothing,
That I could have done.
Now I doubt,
That I'll ever find,
My true love,
Once again.
Where does my heart go from here?
Should I stop with life,
Since I don't have you anymore?
Could life ever be the same without you?
Would you come back to me,
If I change my ways?
I'm so heart broken,
And I can't think straight.
I don't get it anymore!
Where does it go from here?

By: Angel Gillman

To Love God more

As I walked along the sandy shore
I thought "Oh, how could I love God more?"
My eyes are opened and my heart takes wings
I am suddenly aware of more glorious things
I see a beautiful creation around me
I know that I can enjoy it for I am free
I raise my face to the open sky
To think of my loving God causes me to cry
I know that to love him more
I have to remember for whom he died for
He has riped away my sin and shame
And now He has given me His name
Everyday I can stand with pride
Just knowing He is by my side
The ocean breeze sweeps across my face
As I promise God my love won't be erased
My love will grow more each day
Although I cannot always say
That I treat Him as though He's my first love
He still sends me his love from above
Someday He'll show me what He has in store
And I will be able to say " I do love my God more"

Kami C. Haitz
copyright

This is a poem dedicated to my Special Someone.
His name is Andy.

"Confusion"

My knees start to shake when you are in sight
My mind's filled with wonder, my heart with fright.

When did this feeling start, when will it stop?
How can I listen to my mind without breaking my heart?

I'm so confused, what should I do?
I can't think of anything except of you.

Should I ignore you? Or just give it time?
I can't think straight, my heart controls my mind!

Platform

Once in a while
I've got to come down
from that platform
of disillusion
a place where I
don't want to be
but I'm comfortable there.
But I just have to keep
telling myself that
life is not always
as it seems and
appearances can
be deceiving.
And sometimes I
may be fooling myself
along with fooling everyone else.
I try hard to smile
to hide the tears
and not show the
world what I do fear,
and what I don't fear.
What you don't fear
can hurt you just the same.
Because I am not afraid
of being alone
and keeping a small place
to call my own.
But sometimes
I wish I feared
being completely alone,
and that can be
a disillusion
on my platform.
I could really
be scared,
but too scared to admit
that I often get upset.
And I often just
close my eyes and
dream of things
I will never have.
I try to think in
an open mentality,
that there's always
something that will hurt,
but if you're strong
you can overcome,
and the greatest
teacher you have is yourself.
But doesn't anyone
agree that sometimes
you can't teach yourself
Because of inhibitions
and the frailties of life.
I would like to live
on my platform
once in a while
and be disillusioned
for a while.
Cause I don't
always have to admit
But I should try as hard as I can
to accept the life
that I have in my hands,
and accept myself
for what I stand.
And if I can get off
my platform once
in a while,
maybe my disillusion
will only be mild.

- Gabby

This is dedicated to the graduating class of 1963

Written by a nurse (55)

GOD UP ABOVE HAS ASKED US TO BE
NURSES TO HELP ALL THOSE IN NEED.
A SMILE WE KEEP THE WHOLE DAY THROUGH,
NO MATTER WHERE AND WHAT WE DO.
WE ARE HERE TO HELP MANKIND
OF EVER RACE AND CREED
AND WITH GOD'S HELP WILL ALWAYS BE,
A NURSE FO THOSE IN NEED.

By Carollee Collins
e-mail -Galavotti@aol.com

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Nicole H wrote:

"The Presence Between The Distance"

When I first met you
I didn't know what to do
So we just said 'hi'
Without being that high

You called me to wait
Because you were kind of bored
You didn't know who I could be
You were just nice to me

You made me a gift
Wanted to give me a lift
I wanted you to know
That I will soon go

I looked at you
But I didn't know why I stayed
I just liked the way you seemed to be
So I stayed listening what you are gonna say

After that you saw me once more
It seemed as you'd never meet me any more

It's like guys know at once what they want
Girls, they want to be sure, guys they don't
But I needed some more time
But my feelings came too late I was already on the other side of the line

I started to live in my imagination
And I totally forgot about the reality of my tricky situation
Four thousand miles of distance
And I was feeling your presence

Suddenly one day I was back
I was there
And you did care
Maybe it was just an attack

We had five weeks
We started kissing each other on the cheeks
I wanted to make everything unforgettable
But not everything turned out that comfortable

The story is long
Short: you've broken the bond
Never the less I feel so alone
Now, once more, I'm gone

There is no way to clear it up
We should not have started at the top
I started to delay
My feelings are gonna disappear away

What happened to your memory
Did you forget I might could be worried
Did you forget me that fast?
Your feelings, do they last?

Love can't kill by miles
Would you ever forget my smiles?
The time was short
But does that mean now you have to be so cold?

You made so many plans for next year
But now nothing is clear
I trusted your eyes
But all I got were just your wonderful lies

Treat my right
And I won't do anything but fight
For you love and wait for you so long
As it needs to show I am not wrong

I know what love is
Would I cry if there isn't anything I miss
If you don't believe me what I feel for you
Tell me how often tears lie for sure

I don't know what I wrote that down
I don't know what's happening in your town
I don't know if you're dead or if you're laughing in your room
To me, it is anyway cruel

Out there in the big entire world are so many lovely males
Who are born to tell seductive tales To some beautiful females
In the beginning they make a better world with their words
But we won't realize the end of the story hurts

Do you listen to your heart?
As you said that is the way to be smart
You've broken my soul
In future I will be more careful

Shall I be glad to know the truth
It's better now than after I would have chosen the path with you

Dedicated to Jerry By Nicole H. October 1998

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PROMISES

you built me a castle in the sand and promised
that it would never wash away
you painted me a rainbow across the sky and promised
it would be there everyday

you made me a river and promised
that it would never run dry
then you gave me a rose as a symbol of your love and promised
that it would never die

you said all these promises were just to prove
all the love you had for me
but too many promises can spoil a love
like yours has spoiled me

through the years the tides have come
and washed away the castle
and the colors of the rainbow
have slowly faded away

the river you made me
has long since run dry
but i still have the love you gave me
it will always be ours to share

because i don't need a bunch of promises
i just need you to care

this is dedicated to my john
written by heather reese's Great Great Grandmother

san diego,california usa

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*Life Poem*

The knife that shines and glam slays untouched on my bed.

Thinking to myself, I know I would be better off dead.

Should I go for a short shot to the head, only taking a matter of seconds,

or a slow painful death that pierces my skin and hires like hell.

People never noticed nor did they see.

But that doesn’t matter now, that my life is completely battered.

I wonder if they’ll cry or sob, I wonder if they’ll go.

I’m curious to see if many will enter to see my dead body.

I wonder if they’ll sob or sniffle, to see my looking so stiff and frail.

In the casket that I laid, looking oh so pail.

I would like you to know mama, that no one killed me purposely.

Except the people you call peers, they pressured me and harassed me.

They drove me to insanity, But I know that I shouldn’t blame others, when I should take the heed.

Because it was my incision in the blade, that was so painfully sharp.

As I write this note to everyone I truly loved.

I will be peacefully singing high up in the heavens, for my life hasjust begun.

Although I committed an awful sin, god forgave me once again.

Sara Ann

*i wish*

i wish that he would see me
i wish that he would love me,
i wish that he would hold me
i wish he would care about “US”
i wish he would tell me its ok to cry
i wish he would say all you have to do is
try
i wish he would notice me most of all
But until he notices me i’ll kee
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