I cant believe im here again
I thought i left it in the past
But a mask cant be worn forever
Biting my tongue in jelousy
Bringing out my frustration into anger
On the people who dont deserve it
Im sorry
I guess the only thing wanted was what i couldnt get
That special "something" you had
Why can't i have it
Maybe im not ready nor mature enough for it
So i attempt to find my someone and instead i found lies
And the worse part is i lied to myself for 7 months straight and didnt notice till the end
So again here i am biting my tongue in jelousy
And wishing i have what you had
Anger against "your type" because i wish i was them
"****** *******!" and isulting the weak that you like
has made me the same im nothing but mentally weak
All i ask for is unconditional love from both ends
Too bad i only found it for one
I truely feel sorry for her
And i congradulate anyone who wins your heart      For i envy him
Here i am letting my tongue free of jelousy
Im sorry this poem didnt rhyme
But right now i dont believe i have the stregth to do so



F.C

What it feels like when you cant run as fast as the others
When you can listen as well as the others
When you cant read as good as the others
When you feel like you are not as good as the others.
But there are people who have lost their privilege to even walk,
and they have finished their race
People who cant hear anything at all but they know how to understand
Some who cant see at all to read, but they try to find themselves a way
They have a smaller chance than us,
We have an advantage to them
Yet they have been in better places than us
We needed faith, something they had and we didn't.
Trust in someone stronger than us.
All we needed was to put who we were in the power of God in order to succeed
Some people go down and a person gets them back up,
But with that, another person as strong can turn them back down
But if its God who pick the person up, then no man as strong as it is can throw him below.

under the shell, inside
my chest, lies a hole,
blacked and beatting still
all the sorrow burn it down
at my 20s, later the pain becomes
a chain hollow and vain

and after all y become free,
from the chains self made
for contain the pain,
only need the one
, that breaks the spell
hearing
nutshel  in my heart

he give my stregth to persist
untill im dead y will die free,
as a man not a creep or a shame,
just a ***** man, trying to be free
fromm pain and deceit.

sacre femme set my freee
fromm the pain and release me
fromm  the burden of shame
and the eyes in my back, looking
some girl to wash them
and take the stains by loving me.

as a beast looking for the one, who
let him free fromm chains of the curse
just by love the sacred connection
that perhaps will set me free.

Is personal gain a must, even when that personal gain hurts,
and scars you...strength beyond strength is one of those personal gains... this stregth stats to tears the body slowly but surely....
Chi heals the senses but  as chi grows more and more as well that also tears the body and the soul.
But Love heals all without time restraining to limits of self worth because just cause you don't feel worthy don't mean you aren't it just means there's another test in your way.
A lesson to be learned....
Can you Learn to many lessons when the lessons are killing parts of you but knowledge gained is a lesson learned right....
Just hold strong to your beliefs no matter who ***** with ya believe in your strength and ya morals which Love has all the healing in the universe especially  when its True Love.
                                 So do you have a Love Like I do?

There is a wall in the journey
One you must go past
But it stretches high and goes out wide
It makes those who pass by, aghast

This wall is solid, standing strong
It blocks the way to the city
It is a blockade, hard to pass
It gives no one pity

Many men bring their carts
They try to enter the city
But many men also fail
Many men lose the trail

They travel so far to be brought to a halt
They leave their cart and go
So outside the wall is a grave yard
With more carts and carrion than you'll ever know

Here is a man who has brought his cart
Through the sea and through the marsh
He arrives at the wall and sees its tall
His thoughts being,  why is this so harsh

He traveled around and round and round
Trying to find a way in
But the eall was made strong and complete, no where is it thin

After he fails to see a way through
He simply say there is no way
With thoughts like that, it is impossible
You always tend to stray

Here is another man
One who is strong
He tries to scale the wall, cart in hand
But he will only fall

Your own stregth isn't enough
So many journeyman give up
This man came, cart and water
Hoping it will help him,


But one cup will run out,
Leaving you with a longing for more Something greater still
So will they ever leave the floor

You see here is three men
All of whom have failed
But here is three men
Of the graveyard almost filled

There are many more
Many stories untold
Many journeys to death
But to tell there is no one bold

The day is coming to a end.the night will shortly be here.the angel walks out to the edge.to see what all has went on.she thinks to get self not much has changed.the souls in the world are still yet just the same.the angel relises now to this day.maybe she is the last of the fallen angels that was with her so long ago.she relises that not many are that they are very few left like her.she's not like others who would do things that would make them think so differently she doesn't know what to do.she has given so much of herself.so much love .and so much care.been their for those who needed her love her guiadence and her stregth and support.that many have forgotten to give it back to her.she has begun to see how what most of the souls she looks over and keep a that watchful eye.has now been a time she shouldn't have done.she looks out to look around to see if she can find a reason to even stay upon these cliffs.maybe it is time for her to fly and go to another place and begin and start it all over again.but she doesn't she decided to stay.because her sanctuary is the cliffs she watches is from.but their are just a few souls out angle will always keep watch over.but to the others they now have to earn her back because she's been through more then enough.it's her time to heal and her time to grow.and be happy in her sanctuary like she still tried to keep doing she's tired and weary with million year old scars.some that still lay open.but she still diffrent from all the rsst.and is not like all the rest.Shea that one angel that is so rare.that she takes a beating like no other knows.but keep in mind now that she's this tired and weary she may decided to take and hide away again deep with in side.  .don't forget to show her that she's needed and loved for just has much as she care and loves all the lost soul's because now she sees that it's becoming to be so tireing that ages all but almost lost.    
Written By
Nora Houston

I look into your eyes.
I see straight through you.
You give the apperence of stregth.
To me this is untrue.

When I look I see you crying.
I see you screaming out in vain.
I want to be there for you.
I want to take your pain.

I want to make you smile.
But not just on the outside.
I want to see you laugh.
The peace you long to find.

I want to help you to do this.
I want to be right near.
I long for you to listen.
I long for you to hear.

When you look into me.
I hope you feel the same.
I want us to help each other.
Help take away the pain.

The pain from the past.
Which is still close behind.
We can begin to run from it.
Your hand locked in mine.

As our hands are tangled.
With our hearts and souls.
We will find one another.
Two halves now a whole.

I can not promise perfection.
I am only a man.
But I will show you.
That you can love again.