I felt sorry for myself because I had no shoes, until I saw a man with no feet.

thank you Terry 

Cassandra

(4/24/06)

If I Died Today...

(5/29/06)

What would you do if I died today,

If you couldn't have said the things you want to say,

would you regret the things that were left unsaid,

or the things that keep playing in your head,

would you realize that you truely do care,

is that what it would take to make you aware,

would you cry knowing you could never hold me again,

would you regret you lost me now and then,

would your sorrow appear to just drag on,

knowing my smile, my laugh, my touch is gone,

would you work so hard to fantasize,

the feelings you felt when you looked in my eyes

the time I listened to you when no one else would,

how you thought I was the only one who understood,

so now we've established the things we could miss

life is so unexpectable, and now you know this,

so now that you've thought about me a little this way,

what would you do if i died today?

A Poem For Me... (written 6/17/06)

My heart can't break cause it's not whole,

I can't give away what someone else stole,

Now I'm broken and it'll never change,

Though it's been years I still feel deranged,

So I stare out this window and wait for a sign,

That I'll be put back together and my heart will be mine,

That I'll feel no shame for the things that I've done,

That I'll smile inside and my heart and soul will be one,

My life will make sense and I'll know it's ok,

I just have to keep this up until that day,

Pray I don't crack and finally give in,

To a life full of pain and an eternity of sin,

My love will be strong, proud, and true,

It will be what's right, even if it's not with you,

Though I'll never forget your love for me,

I'll never shut my eyes to what you helped me see,

I'll always love you and you'll always be my best friend,

That is if you don't decide to make this the end,

I just want to see the things I'm not knowing is there,

I want to be free and have nothing to care,

So I stare out this window and wait for a sign,

That I'll be put back together and my heart will be mine,

Freedom will come, and maybe some love,

Blood will sizzle and I'll call out to above,

That I love my life for all that it will be,

For having the time that I was aloud to be me.