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Take My Hand

Remember when I held your hand?
You were just a child then,
Happy and at peace.
You said your prayers,
And yes I kept your soul,
Woke you with the morning light.
When you fell I was your comfort,
Your friend so close and in your heart,
And you were mine.
You sang to me,
A voice like no other,
Unique and special you were to me,
You still are....
But then one day your heart was broken,
So badly broken.
I cried for you, I died for you,
I called you to my arms,
But you looked at me,
And there was only distance in your eyes.
So there you are across the way,
Your heart a bridge that can't be crossed until,
You hold my hand again.
© Dana Billingsley 2008

Flirtation

She's lookin' at you,
Those twinklin' eyes,
Pullin' you to,
In such a way,
You're thinkin' things,
She's never gonna' say.
Her perfume,
Like sweet seduction in the air,
So many things to assume.
She's moving past,
Flowin' through your mind,
Her spell is cast.
She speakin' now,
Her tone cannot be mistaken,
Makin you wonder how,
She's gonna' end this temptation,
Will she let you hush those lips,
Or was this only her flirtation?
© Dana Billingsley 2008

The Independence of Me (Someday)

In one moment, finally,
I will take it all in,
Every broken, messed up, ugly,
Beautiful piece of me.

I will look to you all,
Who view me in a lower light,
And I will say,
I love myself, even in my fall.

In one moment, openly,
I will take those moments,
Years of regret and your punishing words,
Will fade away, forever gone from me.

I will walk away standing tall,
Pride that I have never known,
Will fill my heart and soul,
And I will break away from your call.

In these moments, unfearfully,
I will make it known to you,
That I was always better than you thought,
I'll never let you take myself from me.

© Dana Billingsley 2008

Tumbling Down

In velvet dreams,
I remember your touch,
Finally feel you once again,
And I wanna sleep forever.
In sleepless nights,
You plague me.
Our son has this look in his eyes,
That always reminds me of you.
Our daughter greets a Chinese woman in Spanish,
It’s not so funny on the phone.
There’s a strength I’m forced to show,
Then I hear your voice,
And I am tumbling down.
© Dana Billingsley 2008

Last Chance

You've always run from the past I guess,
Except when it came to me,
You've never been able to let us go.
Knowing so much now,
Sometimes I wish I wasn't the exception.
I know your heart - it's a good one,
But you are still a little boy,
In so many ways tormented by the world,
By your past on the streets,
And all the things you can't talk about.

I have always seen so much more,
Than you have the guts to be,
If I could raise your self-esteem,
Well, I'd do it if I knew how.
Baby, I think there's not too many,
Who've been really good to you,
But I know I was, I really was.

There's a weight on me now,
I'm trying so hard to pull it off,
So hard to break away this wall,
The one you forced around my heart...
With all your mistakes,
Your lies, addictions, words,
And things that hurt too much for me to say.
Sometimes I wish someone could hold you down,
So I could hurt you too.
But that was never me,
That was never what you were to me.

I know you're trying, really trying to break away,
And it's not just me who sees it,
So I am gonna try,
I'm gonna remember what it was I loved you for,
I'll try to look at you with new eyes,
Somehow I'll be the soft place for you to land again,
Away from the cold world you knew.
But this is your last chance,
Rest assured I will be waiting for a fall,
I just can't help it,
It's for years of roller-coastering with you.
I won't live in a world of love & fear,
Ever again.

© Dana Billingsley 2008

His Regrets

It was in her eyes,
In her thoughts,
And in her cries...
The pain of holding on,
Anguish of letting go,
But he never truly heard.
She held onto anything,
Anything of good that he could be,
She tried to make it be enough,
But it was never enough.
She could never forget how it felt,
To be held down, to be forced,
To be slapped, punched,
Late nights, headaches, and swolen eyes,
Nights of unrelentless madness,
When she'd tried to make him sane again.
Never again could he be enough,
Everything good was tainted,
With his endless mistakes.
A part of her died when she left him,
But he finally understood,
It was what she left behind,
Letters she never shared,
All the pain she couldn't explain out loud.
It was everything she wrote.
He could no longer belittle,
Never again deny.
I was there in black and white,
Etched forever in his regrets.

© Dana Billingsley 2008

Spiderman


Spiderman, I been watchin you,
Cause since the first moment,
When past my window you flew,
My heart and mind has been Spider-spent.

Spider-hottie,
I stole your red suit,
I couldn't help but follow you as I gazed,
Just had to steal it with your sexy boots,
For it held a body that has me amazed.

Spider-stud,
I'll be the villian,
If you will punish me,
Spank me like I've been a-killin',
And I promise you I'll never flee.

Spider-love, you got me lusting,
For your buns of steel,
Quite a package you bring,
Come and let me have a feel...

© Dana Billingsley 2008

Heal Me


Sweet rain,
Pour down on me,
Wash away this year,
Help me forget,
This pain.

Sunshine,
Shine down on me,
I'm so cold,
Warm this heart,
That can't trust.

Refreshing breeze,
Blow over me,
Take away these things,
Holding onto me,
Pulling me down.

© Dana Billingsley 2008

Love

It's the awesome power,
That leaves you questioning,
How you lived without it before.
It's what you seek,
The happiness that you find.
It's the memories in time,
You wish you could rewind.
It's the hope you have,
When all seems lost.
It's the price you'll pay,
No matter what the cost.
It's the heartbreak,
That leaves you wiser.
It's the little things,
That bring you closer.
It's the most precious place,
Where the heart is true.
It's the one you can't get over,
No matter what you do.
It's the void inside,
That you long to fill.
It's the one thing,
That makes life real.
It's the feeling of knowing,
You'll never be the same.
It's what makes you wonder,
Why you play this game.
It's what blesses your soul,
When you realize,
What your heart is for.

© Dana Billingsley 2008

Peace

It was only hurt I had,
When you were once my dad.
Memories of you who patronize,
Always with your hateful eyes.
Daddy was only your name,
It was nothing you became.
Distance of the heart and mind,
Excuses and lies leaving me behind.
Love never dies,
But hearts become wise.
We are no longer daughters of yesterday,
We are women of today,
No longer missing your love not felt,
Embracing what we've been dealt.
A new time we have begun,
Something more we have become.
We will rise to meet your fall,
To a better future we give our all.
Pain no longer guiding our lives,
We will hear our childrens' cries.
Always near we'll strive to be,
Creating new memories.
Calming fears and wiping tears,
Making the best of priceless years.
There is peace to be had,
Bringing good from the bad.


© Dana Billinglsey' 2008
Published online: The Blue Fog Journal

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