I woke up to his smile and a good morning blessing
Methinks he believed I would get up and run, but I am just guessing
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It is I, myself, that I percieve as a coward. cowardence is wat is me.I am nothing more then a lowly coward, who can't evan face her own mind let alone her feelings.
And what is it that I feel?
Anger, jealousy, longing, lust, dispair, fear and hunger.
Angry at myself for my actions in the past few days
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I can’t breath. I am trying, but I can’t.
My breath comes in as short ragged gasps
My hands start to shake uncontrollably
I’m cold.
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She has a victims' list but her weapon
Is Luv 'n Lies not guns or poison darts
Lies of devotion, loving its commotion
Her grace is her sin, too dangerous to be let in
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The Stars and the Moon
Came Down Too Soon
And I dance the Dawn away
Picked a Flower
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Thirteen years old I wanted to know love,
God saw my need and sent an angel from up above
We danced awhile along that ol' mile
And for some time i could smile
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The stars and moon will see the dawn
Surly a Queen will be transformed from a Pawn
The night is quite beautiful, I know
And it has been my shelter in the deepest low
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So I had a friend, I loved him to peices
We could talk for hours, mostly about feces!
I thought him quiet fine (in a non-interesting way)
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I sit here trapped
I feel like I'm walking
The lonely pace of a Tiger
I hate this cage
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My name Alicia Brianne Erickson means 'Noble, Noble Son of Erick' My sir name is Swedish and the other two, English or British. I am a Status Indian under Canada's Indian Act, from a reserve called Nakaz' Dli. We are of the Carrier-Skeenah Nation (or Dakel'th Peoples}. I am now going to be 18 in the next few months (April 2010) . I'm pushing myself to graduate. Currently I am doing grade 11 and 12 studies at my local High-school. I wrote my poems over a three year period in my life that was very turbulent, and destructive. I have come upon a new mindset though, that should help me stay on track. I haven't drank alcohol since Jan 1st,2009. On that New Years Eve I only had half a cooler, and a sip of Champagne. I found myself new friends, because my so called 'real friends' thought they'd had enough. I'm sure they were right. I have nearly done a full 360 degree turn around in life.)
A Messy Dream
I woke up to his smile and a good morning blessing
Methinks he believed I would get up and run, but I am just guessing
I wanted not to be alone, so we talked ere dawn on the phone
But this action of such innocence took a turn not one could have known
His touch was one of daring, his kiss a simple gift given
Through all our secret nights a story so discreetly driven
What was once a gift, now an addiction plays a part:
In the nightly ritual of stealing what was not his, my heart
A truth so hopelessly blind and a beautiful love of a different kind
I find I am too afraid to leave his understanding behind
Such a grasp upon my mind I have had to wrestle with
Maybe this tragedy is one which should be but a myth……
But I love, oh how I love the stars and the moon
Mayhap the dawn will find us soon
hey alicia look me up at cashd324@gmail.com.. look forward to hearing from you...