"I could a tale unfold,that would harrow up thy soul,freeze thy blood,and make each hair stand on end,like the quills of the Porpentine-so,Why yield to a suggestion whose horrid image doth unfix my hair,and make my heart knock at my ribs?"
Thursday, November 20, 2014
I'm Not A Statue
I am here, don't you see
I am living, I am still me
I hurt inside that you don't see
But I am living, I'm here, I am me
I am as a Statue to you
Like a granite entity
Don't I exist to you anymore?
But I am living, I'm here, I am me
Perfect I will never be
No one is, not even you, you see
Seems I am as a Statue to you
But I am living, I'm here, I am me
Why do you think I always have to be?
Happy and carefree, I have many worries
Seems I am a statue to you
But I am living, I'm here, I am me
You never anymore even notice me
The deep wounds I live with daily
Seems I am a statue to you
But I am living, I'm here, I am me
A statue only stands there
No words, no tears, no smile to see
Even a statue needs to be noticed and
I am living, I'm here, I am me
Middle of the dark night, now alone again
The ink from my pen bleeds out dry
How strange, I thought a statue
Couldn't write, or feel or cry
My tears again flow freely, now in the dark
My deepest pain and sorrow, no one sees
That I am not a statue, made of stone
I am living, I'm here, I am me.
©Dana Price
Monday, November 3, 2014
Wishes
I wish everyday
The sky was clear blue
Then I wish for clouds
And raindrops too
Then after the rain
I wish for a rainbow's hues
To cover the Heavens
For the world to view
I wish for Peace
For all mankind
For days that are quiet
And nights that are kind
I wish for minds
Free of worry and fear
And hearts so gentle
To love and to cheer
I wish for wealth
No, not money or fame
Only for a wealth of happiness
Life is precious, not a game
But most of all
I wish for Love
A gentle touch, for all mankind
From God above
© Dana Price
November 4th, 2014
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