Fear

Fear

I fear about over coming my fear.

Why am I mad at myself if it's not me I fear?

Maybe because I can't do anything about it,

Except over come it.

But I can't because I fear of it.

It's like the water cycle,

Repetitive.

So why don't I drown myself in it?

Forceful to over come my fear.

Written by : Kristen McGowan

Ripped up

Ripped up

Her pain deep inside her chest,

Tears slowly running down her cheeks,

Spilling out from her gray swollen eyes.

Her constant lack of sleep,

Keeping her drained and tired.

Unready to face the bigger part of life.

Her memories will soon be forgotten,

Her name will no longer be mentioned.

Just a girl living in a large world,

Captured in a small dark space.

With no one to associate with but her broken reflection,

Who doesn't talk back.

Written by : Kristen McGowan

Your little girl

Your little Girl

I just wanna be your little girl.

The one your not afraid to hold,

No matter how old.

But you kept pushing me away.

I remember when you left me,

It was just before May.

April 7th was the day.

Daddy I love you, but you chose your life.

You abandoned your kids and wife.

good-bye father, good luck to you.

For I can't love someone who's not here for us too !

Written by : Kristen McGowan

Wish you were here

Wish you were here

The cold dead leaves falls from the trees,

Then finally the snow falls down.

Covering your body, mind and soul in a white warm blanket.

I've been missing you lately,

And often you've been mentioned.

My eyes close,

My teeth clench,

And your soft voice plays over in my head.

Your scent encircling the room.

Wish you were here.

Written by : Kristen McGowan

Life

Life

Heart races fast,

Breathing stops.

I see the light.

I try to turn back and don't remember anything.

It's time to start new.

Hearts beating normal,

Breathing more controllable.

Time to be me,

It's time to set free.

Written by: Kristen McGowan

Angel

Angel

The days go by without you here,

If only I could change back the hands of time when you were near.

The soft blanket of snow no longer cold,

Because of the heat of the heart you hold.

Your spirit so loving, caring, free,

I'll never forget that day,

May Twenty-Three.

My heart torn up,

Eyes start to cry,

Drop to my knees and wonder why?

But then I remember your face before rest....

It must be because God only takes the best!

Written by : Kristen McGowan

My Uncle

My Uncle

I seen you in my dreams last night,

But were you really there?

The days pass by too fast it seems,

and your death I can not bare.

Often I've been thinking of you, and asking God why?

He said he needed an angel above so he gave you wings to fly.

As you soar over me, you whisper in my ear..

In your heart I'll always be so never, ever fear.

Written by: Kristen McGowan