Numb War

Intimately is just longed for you to give me praise. Eyes spelling hate and regret
Peace exstinct in the desert

Open fields inviting and silent wars have left their scars open, decending upon mountains
higher ground seeked viciously as the flood of distaste bleeds from your mouth.

Awaiting the tigers pounce, it's dark murder room has my trail set.
I don't deserve favour, my absence not noticed as i drift of again to play the black and white melody.
Dark pools shadow your eluded face, screaming my punishment of choice

My naked spine exposed, let your heavy hand have no mercy, let the wip feed on my numbness and tear open blindness.

Take from me beauty, but leave peace be.

as he walks in his dark way dow his dark path causing pain and tears as he walks. they sit and cry wondering why it had to be them and why now? she was so young couldnt he have walked by someone else. why her? why now? why? why? why? as he walks he crys kning he is deed in life is to cause pain and tears for others because he the bringer of death does wish to be someone else. always he hears the same thing. why? why? why? even though he has to. it isn't by his choice its just the way his life goes.

In his hazel eyes

What did I see?
I saw him and me!
I saw my future & a love meant to be.
I saw him as my husband & me as his wife.
I saw a beautiful baby boy & a wonderful life.
I saw his face full of joy!
As he first lays his hazel eyes on our baby boy.
I saw an everlasting love!
That was sent from heaven above. C.S.D
Tosha Sue Hattendorf Copyright ©2009 Tosha Sue Hattendorf

My collection of poems
http://www.writeawriting.com/category/diary-of-amy-dyslex/poems/

don't go to school to learn to write poetry. first it doesn't happen that way. second you'll just come out an *#@hole.