Submissions by morninglori

You find my hand to hold~
    when I feel there is something I lack...
You find my mouth to kiss~
    when my facade shows a slight crack.
You find my thigh to rest your hand~
    when I need to feel your touch...
You find my shoulder to aqueeze~
    when the weight they bare becomes too much.
You find my ear to whisper your love~
    when I need to hear you speak it...
You find my eyes to help me see~
    when happiness makes us seek it.
You find my thirst to drown~
    when water just will not slake...
You find my sweetness~
   ...

When heartache has wracked your mind and soul
    for long--
You lose sight of what is important and fail
    to remain strong.
Looking into a mirror becomes a futile attempt
    at seeing anything worthwhile--
All you see is ugliness and reminders it has become
    impossible to smile.
Seeing each time how awful you have seemingly become
    to yourself--
Makes it seem that being wanted and loved is an
    unattainable wealth.
The terrible image that looks back leaves your soul
    hollow and empty--
Trying to fill that echoing...

I am a stranger to me
Yet oddly still familiar
   I am
Exactly the same;
But not at all similar

The bad times we've been through sometimes seem to outweigh the  good
Because we dont remember the so much better times as much as we should
Memories of the bad times seem to stay right at the front of our minds
Any shadows of good times are buried in the mountain we call time
The good times we had were not appreciated and ultimately taken for granted
The bad times we nurture and cultivate in our hearts like weeds we've planted
Now as the years go on, the bad things are forever on our mind
And we don't seem to remember or realize just how much we have wasted...