Kristy Artmann Poems

I love you simple because you’re you….
My days with you are never blue….
You’re kind, gentle, loving, giving….
You’re warm hearted, hardworking, and caring…
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My heart is scarred, broken, bound emotionally from his games.
Feelings could never be the same as in the beginning; it’s much too late for them to ever return. It’s just too late for things to change.

I don’t want them to rekindle; they were artificial afterall due to his true intentions and actions and behavior towards my love.
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Free from lies
Free from secrets
Free from avoidance
Free from solitude
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Thank you for hurting me……..

Thank you for not caring………..
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What to do when you know your mom is preparing to die?
I just sit back, shake my head, and heavily sigh;
Sadness overwhelms me to even think about…
To think one day, an earthly mother, I’ll be without;
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Laughter accompanied by eyes beaming your way
Whispers chatter behind folded hands
Gaze in their eyes and glimpse at a pool of secrets
Arcanum your heart desires to know
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Who’s to know the truth that spirals from his lips?

One thing was declared to me and another was imparted to everyone else.
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Crimson red,
Key lime green,
Crystal blue;
Twilight purple.
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Maybe it’s a lesson to myself to not follow my heart and emotions at the same time but to listen to my conscience and to my best friends…
Bad timing, eh? Maybe I’ll overcome what I need to in order to be the person I am capable of being….just for him..if God wills it to be true…bad timing will fade away, depart from both of our lives and bring us that much closer to rapture….
For the moment I can’t do or say anything to bring him back
I don’t deserve to have his consideration until we both have cleared our lives of past regrets…
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Object of wonder and mystery…
I peer towards you without you knowing…..
I concoct my plan of attack….
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