Blurred

Most say that the line between good and evil is steady, defined.

Even my self.

But what if that line was blurred and faint.

That line for me,

is blurred.

Before it was un-moving, it held strong no matter what.

I could always count on it being there to help me through the tough things,

un-wavering.

But lately, I can't tell the difference,

it moves around like a rabbit.

As soon as it seems to solidafy, when my judgment is seeming to come back,

it just escapes again, disapearing like mist on a cloudy day.

Maybe someday that line will become sturdy again.

But for now, I'll just have to follow my heart.

Answer

What are you waiting for? The dilemma you have is only in your mind.

You have to look deeper to find your reward. Never stop looking for your goal.

The wall you've built up is blocking you from the answer. Just take it down.

Demand a new version from your self. Rewind the past that you've carried for so long.

If you do that i expect you to find it, find who you are.

THANK YOU

This new day promises to be better, simpler. Today is the future.

You made me see it, that the secrects I choose to keep, are the wrong ones.

Thank you for unlocking the truth, and telling me the truth when no one else would.

helping me when I had fallen.

Despite the risks, and little rewards.

They say that we don't have as much time as we used to.

So we have to outlast them.

I would give everything to you in a heartbeat, because im a fool for you.

I capture rare moments between us.

We lived and loved in our own personal language.

Thank you, for being faithful.

Your love was crucial to my life.

She

She loves with her heart and laughs with her soul.

She spreads warmth with her touch and look.

She opens her arms and hugs you, and suddenly ever things fine.

Her happiness radiates from her, embracing all with in it.

Who is she? No one knows, but all know her.

THE END

All the poems I post are not from experience I just think of them

The vail

The darkness clouding my eyes was so think even I could not break through.

The vail had fallen, black and unbearable.

I hated every thing, and through that vail it looked like every thing hated me too.

When that person came along I hated him too, but he was persistent and annoying.

I remember the day the vail came off and I saw him for the first time, really SAW him.

You can't give up if the vail falls over you, because some day you'll get someone like him.

THE END

All of the poems I post on here are not from experience I just think of them.

Share it

When you taste mint on your lips from previous glossing.

When you touch the cool grass, then warm hard ground.

Seeing the white fluffy clouds and all the vibrant colors of spring, it makes you think back.

Back to the days when you were a toddler and every thing seemed big and other worldly.

The smell of flowers, so full and rich, and the chirping of birds maybe leaving their nest for the first time.

All though's things bring back memories, feelings and thoughts.

All though's things make you happy when you can share it with others.

THE END

All of the poems I post are not from experience I just think of them.

This the first one I ever wrote hope you like it!

PAIN

When I look into your eyes I see the pain I feel.

The king of pain that eats your heart and erodes your soul.

The pain that starts deep down inside, and seems to never give in to happiness.

This pain is deferent from physical, but worse then mental.

But as they say time heals all wounds, and it will.

But time its self doesn't heal, people in time heal.

One day someone will come along like a breath of fresh air, and blow all the pain away.

THE END

All of these poems I post do not come from experience I just think of them