Biography of Lacie Simonds
Lacie Simonds Poems
First steps without a guide, First words from deep inside, First dollar that I've earned, First day of school where I've learned,
Like Father, Like Daughter
My Heart is filled with anger and hatred, So pure and liquid like blood,
His eyes are closed, his breathing slow, I wrap around him, but he doesn't know, I'm here to comfort him, chase away his fears, I'm his 'shoulder' to cry on, I wipe away his tears,
Someone Like You
I once promised that I'd never shed another tear over someone like you. Yet, Here I am, laying as though I were dead or dying - salt water stinging my eyes once more.
So many times, I've laid down to think of you. I dream about the next time we'll talk, and imagine what you'll say. (Am I guilty in doing this?)
It's as though he doesn't see the piles of clothes, the holes in the walls, or even the tears in my eyes. Sometimes it seems like he's numb...he's just part of the room. I worry about him (about us) , and wonder if I'm doing a good job...a job I'm not supposed to have to do.
Web Of Fear
I stare, stricken. Fear immobilizes me. Every thought I had before,
Unborn, undead, unloved, unsaid, Whilst death comes slow, blow by blow, I suffer still, from lack of will,
Riddle Me This...
I dance around you, I embrace you're breath, I hold you close, From miles off,
The Porcelaine Doll
A busy street, framed by a sidewalk and buildings on each side. One building, a pawn shop,
My eyes steal a moment of indulgence, Yet no one will ever know. Surrender is not an option, when
Where's the lonely-hearts bus? That will take me away from here? Away from the accusing faces,
Sometimes I swear that I'm just out to get me - to ruin my life and make sure I'm not happy...And even though I'm convinced there's no more love in this world, I know now I'm in love beyond all this world. I may seem cold, but I'm burnin' inside, there's fire in my eyes-every time that I cry.
Wish Upon A Star
The star, Pulling against the midnight sky,
So many times,
I've laid down to think of you.
I dream about the next time we'll talk, and imagine what you'll say.
(Am I guilty in doing this?)
Am I holding you down?
Do you dream of someone else?
How do I know?