I have been writing for as long as I can remember and seem to produce the best work during the peak of intense emotion.My poems are my feelings in raw form and my goal in sharing them is that the reader will be able to relate to my words in their own personal way, maybe something completely different that what I am really writing about, but that does not matter as much as how it is perceived and taken in. Sometimes sitaution can be hard to put into words and since I seem to have no problem in this area I just want to share how I feel with the world.
You and Karina are never far from my heart, I hold you near even if we are apart.
I give a kiss to both you and Karina before you rest your head, and I kiss you both again right before I go to bed.
I say good morning to you and Karina as soon as I open my eyes, I hold you and Karina when either one of you cries.
I kiss your tears and wipe them off your cheek; I don’t need to hear your voice in order to hear your heart speak.
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What to do, what to do, what do I do with my life and what do I do with you. You can’t be righteous, you can’t tell the truth, tell me what am I supposed to do?
Should I tell you were through, when I’m sitting here 8 months pregnant by you? Tell me what I’m supposed to do.
Tell me how to do it and when I should, tell me if you were I then you would, leave your butt because you’re really no good.
Tell me what to do with your lies I keep, tell me how I can get a good nights sleep, tell me that you are worth counting all these sheep; Tell me you won’t be the reason that I get weak, tell me that I won’t give in to defeat.
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A lie and the truth are one in the same, both are necessary allow me to explain.
Some say the truth will set you free, but that “some” is no part of me.
My truth in your eyes is blasphemy, the truth being that I even lie to me.
Mistakes are errors left uncorrected, also known as opportunities neglected.
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