Poetry from the soul 3

I cry

somtimes I cry. . .
and think of those lost in the dark
feel the stress of the day
hope everything doesn't crash
trying to help other & not forget myself
meanwhile

sometimes I cry. . .
when I see the night sky
& thank god for what I have and might have
hope everything doesn't burn
trying to cope with how wonderful life can be.

Scream I

What do you do when you're totally alone and ignored?

What do you do when you're the center of attention with all eyes on you?

Everyone talks
‘bout screaming in a crowded room
and having only echos of others
What if someone heard
but was too afraid to speak
fearing being judged for who they help
Someone else
caught a note of the scream
but couldn't hear over
their
own
scream.

Trick

I like how your brown eyes look at me
like they want to meet with mine
It's weird the way you smile at me sometimes
and laugh even when my jokes are on the steady decline
You have the voodoo power over my
mind to think about you and even whine.
It's not fair how the stars trick me
and confuse - refuse - and sometimes abuse my state of mind
Images of a future together
neither long nor short very clear in time
Don't know if I love you or like
or whether feelings is really what we're to find.

Blue Angels

Words not said
in silence
Don't think about
the distance you feel tonight
Blue angels
leading love away
Don't mistake me
for bitter or conceiving
Blue angels
whipsering above our heads

Night Sweats

It's been hard to sleep
Too many nights sleeping in fear
Too many vision with danger near
Without hearts stone and minds cold
Several doubts have nagged me from within
(What's wrong with me?)