Submissions by jeffmunoz1989

i lie awake one mid summer night
as to say words that were misunderstood
i never meant to burn the love within your soul
for your love i can't let go
your eyes dim gray as to say you need me
but you spread your wings and flew away
i see you in my dreams
i see you while i wonder through my mind
for i am truly sorry the wasted time you have endured
but only you i adore
your troubled past comes to haunt yoy
while i wait at your door
you cut your wrist feeling the pain
but still you beg for more
as your blood drips on the bathroom...

i have had dreams that made me cried,
i had dreams where i watch you die!
But in every dream i cant seem to find my way home
every dream i sit alone no love, no hate nothing that makes me great
every dream i am pale and lost all faith
i see lakes and the sea, but never a soul!
I am often homeless begging for food
i use to think i knew what dreams were for
as i wrote poetry and you begged for more."

i always thought you were an angel
that you would never hurt me
now heal my heart it's bleeding
why did you go?
you ran away before i could say
how i really felt
this pain i been delt
so much tears through the years
i should of said goodbye
before you had the chance to say hello
i pick up my pen
tried to help you understand
that i'm not a perfect man
but you slapped me with your hand
why did you go?
i'm so chilled it's like the cold wind blows
now i'm locked up in my room alone
why did you go?

Why is it that we must find love? And why is it when you tell yourself you can’t find it that’s when it pops you in the face? Love is often the missing piece to a jigsaw puzzle, but sometimes the puzzle wasn’t meant to be put together. I couldn’t sit here and tell you why love ran away from me, nor could I tell why my heart gave up on love, if love was a dozen roses than my love would be a rose with thorns surrounding it. I couldn’t stand touching or trying to love something that so utterly hated my soul, I had often written poems about love, even though I wasn’t sure what it was, but I...

I couldn’t for the soul of me remember why I left my wife that night, nor could I tell you why Annie Marie interfered in my life, she knew no man on this earth could resist her. But still she fled to my home and woke me from my dreams. My wife had no knowledge of these reoccurring events, nor did I have the courage to confess to my actions. I had often wanted to ask Annie why me? But those words were never spoken. My heart often became sick after I had returned home. But I couldn’t tell Annie no, she had stolen my soul and wouldn’t let go. Ah it had been months of late night affairs, before...