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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 3, 2009 1:05:03 GMT 10
I've always written poems, its been a part of my life since I was a young child, sometimes I can go for months or years without writing anything, but at other times I can write a poem in less than 5 minutes, just because I'm able to get out my feelings or thoughts about something thats has happened to me, or something i have seen or felt.
I hope that you enjoy my poems..
*Warning*
Some of my poems are dark and depressing.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:15:41 GMT 10
“ Raped “
I was violated,
And I hate it.
My body abused,
I feel dirty and used.
It's me I hate,
Because I was raped,
What did I do wrong?
I didn’t lead him on.
But I'm the one ashamed,
I'll get the blame.
They tell you that it's right,
Not to try and fight,
But inside you feel,
As if you'll be ill.
You did nothing to stop it,
Knowing he wouldn’t quit.
You want to tell people,
But it wouldn’t sit well,
As no one will believe you,
And only you know it's true.
So into the shower you go and stay,
Trying to wash his touch away,
Knowing that life goes on,
And what doesn’t kill you,
should make you strong.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:16:07 GMT 10
“ Domestic Violence “
I never understood about domestic violence,
Why most women never broke the silence,
Now I know what the truth is,
It happened to me so for a fact I know this.
Some women really love their men,
While others are scared, it will happen again,
Love, fear, denial, embarrassment,
Forgiveness when, “sorry love it wasn’t meant”.
Lots of thoughts going round in my head,
Of things I should have done or said,
Of things, I was scared to do,
Because I let myself love you.
So I took the beltings and the pain,
But now I'll never let you hurt me again.
Sometimes it’s both love and fear,
But you'll never know unless you've been there,
Still you don’t know you’re being treated like shit,
And it takes a lot to realise its not worth it.
So if this sounds like someone you know,
Or if it’s you then just let go.
So, ease the way,
Help someone today,
Break the silence,
And help stop Domestic Violence.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:17:07 GMT 10
“ No More “
Bayden you messed up my life,
Now I'm no longer your de-facto wife.
No more beltings or pain,
Your loss is my gain.
No more being afraid,
Of you putting me in an early grave.
No more days of heartache and tears,
No more days or nights of fear.
I always sat there and took it,
Whether you were drunk or needing a hit.
I did everything I could for you,
But you tried to get me to do,
More than any human could,
Your heart must be made of wood.
Always hitting into me,
Never showing me how love should be.
I was like your slave and you the master,
And every day you were plastered,
Now I want to laugh and have fun,
And maybe even try to love again.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:17:48 GMT 10
“ Rainy Day “
I look at the rain,
As it splatters the window pain.
The clouds are so big and grey,
On this cold and windy day.
My wind chime tinkles just outside,
From the wind, it cannot hide.
But the rain is good I think,
Because it gives the plants a drink.
I like the rain, it washes things clean,
Makes the world look fresh and green.
So I will sit here watching the rain,
As it spatters on the window pain.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:18:29 GMT 10
“ Suburbs “
Love, hate,
Friendship, mate,
Feeling, needing,
Hurting, leaving.
Never ending love,
Is it ever enough?
One day, one night,
Live, love, hate, fight,
Sex and sheets,
Darker streets.
Trapped and crying,
Feels like dying.
Smiles and giving,
Suburban living.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:18:52 GMT 10
“ Another Day “
Tinkle; tinkle the wind chimes go,
As the wind begins to blow,
Moving the leaves on the trees,
Gently caressing, summer breeze.
Clouds float softly by,
In the crystal blue sky,
Sunshine and butterflies,
As another day goes by.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:19:13 GMT 10
“ Normal “
Pain, loneliness and despair,
But does anyone really care.
On the outside looking in,
Never an angel because of sin.
Life seems normal,
To other people.
Love and caring,
Happiness and sharing,
But on the flip side,
Trying to hide,
All the hurting and pain,
Feeling like you're going insane.
This way, that way, pulling apart,
It doesn’t matter how good your heart,
And it’s hard to handle the day,
When you can't help feeling this way.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:19:38 GMT 10
“ Pain “
When death looks good,
And you really think you could,
First, ask yourself why,
Do you really want to die?
You may not think people care,
But is that really fair.
If only one person will be sad,
Then ending your life would be bad.
Think of the pain that they will feel,
All that pain is very real,
So if one person love's and care's for you,
Living your life is the best thing you can do,
There will always be some lonely and hurtful days for you,
But knowing someone, cares can sometimes get you through.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:24:19 GMT 10
“ Lonely “
The pain in my heart,
Tears my life apart.
My tear's come falling down,
So many that I nearly drown.
My world seems so grey,
And I am alone again today,
No one to talk to,
Nothing to do.
Once again I sit and cry,
And there is no one to ask me why.
Yet, I am smiling, happy in a photo,
But my face is a mask,
Hiding underneath it,
The pain and loneliness you don’t see or know,
And who will be there to cry,
On the day that I finally die.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:24:42 GMT 10
“ Always Care “
We will always be friends,
Even if our marriage ends,
Because you are a part of me,
And forever you will always be.
There will be no pain or hurting,
No angry words or fighting,
Because the friendship we share,
Means we will always care.
I will always be here for you and you for me,
And this is how it will always be,
Because when you are best friends,
The caring is something that does not end.
And of my life, you will always be a part,
Because you are always in my heart,
And our friendship will live on,
Long after our marriage is gone.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:25:38 GMT 10
- Written for my Mother who I lost fairly suddenly on 21st May 1993 ... She was only 46 years old and I was 2 months away from being 20 and 11 months earlier I had lost my unborn baby -
“ I Miss You Mum “
I sit and look at your grave,
Thinking of all the love you gave,
Mum I miss you with all of my heart,
Why did we have to part?
There are so many things I want to share with you,
So many things I still want to say or do,
Why did you go?
I want to know.
You should have fought harder to live,
Everything I have I would give,
To have you for just one more day,
There is so much left to say.
No one else can do,
A mother's hug like you,
No one else can love me,
So totally and unconditionally.
No one else has your voice, smile, or eyes,
No one comforts me like you can when I cry,
And this pain does not go away,
Unlike you, it is here to stay.
I try not to be sad,
But it is just so hard,
When I am missing you,
As much as I always do.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:26:10 GMT 10
- Written for my unborn daughter Sarah Ashley who I lost on 4th June 1992 -
“ I close my eyes “
I close my eyes and this is what I see,
I see the two of us, just you and me,
In a place that I have never been,
A field of wildflowers prettier than I've ever seen.
Beautiful butterflies flutter past,
As grasshoppers play in the grass,
The sun shines down nice and hot,
And the clouds look fluffy and soft.
The sky is so blue and clear,
And the world is perfect here,
Such a very special place to be,
Here I feel the love between you and me.
But I can’t keep my eyes closed all day,
No matter how much nicer it is that way,
So I open them up and all I see,
Is how far away you are from me.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:26:41 GMT 10
“ BBW “
I am a Big Beautiful girl,
But there are lots of us in the world.
What you think of me I don’t give a damn,
Because I am happy, the way I am.
I've tried diets, pills and exercise to,
Because people say that’s what I should do.
Society says being fat isn’t cool,
Well tell me who made up that stupid rule?
So a BBW that is what I will be,
Now take a look at what you see.
Is being big really that bad?
Do I look very unhappy and sad?
No, because I like me this way,
And being big is how I will stay.
But it doesn’t matter what size I choose to be,
Because no matter what I'll always be me.
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Post by Plus Size Crazy on Sept 4, 2009 0:27:08 GMT 10
“ The Snail “
I saw a little snail,
He looked a little down,
So I just had to ask him,
Why is it that you frown?
Well this is his reply....
Young lady, look at me,
Is a snail something,
That you would want to be?
I move so very slowly,
And I leave a slimy trail,
I carry my home around,
Because I am a snail.
There are other creatures,
Who would have me for a snack,
So I have to watch out,
In case, they try to attack.
People will try to kill me,
Because of what I eat,
But I can’t help it,
If I find their plants a treat.
So that is why I frown and so now you know.
Well it’s been nice talking to ya,
But now I really must go.
So I watched him move,
Leaving his silvery trail,
And I really must say,
I'm very glad that I am not a snail.
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