Biography of Amber Green
Let's see, I was born in Georgia, and I have lived here my entire life, unfortunatly. I am obsessed with music of all type. You can let me listen to two notes of any song, be it, rap, r&b, rock, metal,80's pop, current pop, and country and I can tell you exactly who sings it and the name of the song. Music is the closest thing I find to poetry on a day-to day basis. I hate to tell people but I am a lesbian and old relationships influence my writing. I am currently married to the love of my life, and loving her more and more every day.
Amber Green's Works:
None yet. But I have a short story published and four poems.
Amber Green Poems
The Lost Cause
Lost words. Lost cares.
I still cry. I still ache. I still destroy myself. I still want you to hold me.
Give It Up
You say you love me but you don't know me So how in the hell can that be? You want someone to treat you right And ease your fears at night
Lie to me, Tell me that you'll be here.
Send another message Send another plea Because life just isn't right Without you here with me
Simple Mistake- Not Grammacially Correct
Physical pain is actually felt As I try my hardest not to cry
Your Fall Into Temptation
'It was love when we first got together' You say as if I believe your lie. But, I of course know better. I believed it long ago, before the 'love' rushed by.
More Than This.
You need to understand this about me I love who I am with and who I am But there are some things you must see For me to even give a damn.
I've spent too much time wanting you back, I've forgotten what I live for. Yet I'm still lost in the black, And oddly the pain is more.
My Mother's Daughter
You say one thing and act on another, Making assumptions you couldnt know. I seem as you say, like my mother, But there's far too much you dont know.
A Mon Magnifique ((To My Gorgeous One))
Baby, I mean it I do. I just can't say these words aloud yet I know that you want, no, need me to But we have to remember that we've just met.
When you look at me it's a simple glance When you joke it's only humorous Whenever you touch me it lingers a little longer When you smile, your eyes flirt
You And Her
I want to call you We need to talk about this But it's all so hard to do Yet, i still want that kiss
It's Yours 11-25-04
Wake up and cry, In the middle of the night.
Death and misery intertwine,
As I grow to hate the hour of nine.
Tears are so foriegn, yet they fall,
Each time God drops another ball.
The balls of life are slipping through his hands,
As the souls of the lost drift into distant lands.
He wins his games each day and night,
And everytime he does I am stricken by fright.
There's only so many times a heart can be broken,