Friday, October 17, 2008

Pride and Armor... only way to escape..

Tattered
a little
from yesterday

stitched together by memory
and broken promises
living in between the lines of your words and lies
betrayal
thought you were going to protect me
It was the promise you screamed at me

So where does it all go
another day of gloom
sold you my armor
sold you a perfect heart
you said it was your treasure
but it's the heart you never went to find
the one you pushed down to the ground

I smell the rain
I love Christmas days
can't wait for the rain
Dreaming of new days
nightmares of the hope that let me down...

Can't get over the tragedy
it burns a fire inside of me
kills me that you forget
all of me
that sat with you and cried
while you cried
tragic
Never thought you were evil
just thought you were broken
maybe just a little
thought maybe you would fix it for you

For me
Your creature of saving grace
the creature who held you dear
beauty lies here with me..

You set it free
for the wolves
That is what kills me
I harness my worth give it a smile
Because I am worth you being found
to me

So I go on
alone

I write the obituary
to the man I knew
to the man I never knew
smile through tears
so no one can see
not even you...
Find your home here
left in these lines .. bruised

I can't ever love again

stitched into your picture frame
etched into my soul
You have an alliance tragedy under your belt
demons guard your side
but there is nothing I can do
I told you so....
I am broken I admit
you tore me up and spit me out

lying here on the ground
in my armor
waiting to be found....

Written By--Amy Everett
10-17-08

Sunday, October 12, 2008

October 12 2008

Good afternoon ....

Well have you ever loved someone so much , and then in an instant you realize that they are a monster who fooled you the whole time? Or that you gave it all, gave everything just for them to throw away every moment in one second.


Well... What can you do? You left your heart for them and they leave it on the floor of a some selfish world like it never was there in the first place.

So we trudge on, the sorrow comes from the fact that you believe in those who held your heart, held your secrets , held you so close, to never let go, to give your life, in return for stone ?

Now it's time to move fast and be first place not last.... To save and cherish the honor and integrety you held and kept , while they proved to you they really had none.

And that my friends is the victory. That you were the sacrifice , you did not lose the fight, they just lost you. I am proud of who I am, I am proud of who I become , in spite of him, and the solitude of deception, pain and lies... But in their eyes they just cannot see.. But what is great that even though you did not see me , I did. I am not a victim to your destruction, Only a victim to myself .
So cross your heart and hope to die I know you will regret it one dark night. When you clean your lenses and you will see... That is was not me...

It was you... You had no clue....
And I will be gone.. In my world full of dreams , bein loved for me...

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Card Games

Pick a card any card he says..
and I hold on to my aces..
and he says hold on to your heart and i say ,
how do you do it boys?
and I tip my hat and learn to play the game..
and he knows..
Dancing and swimming all alone..
behind those castle walls nothing a good game of cards can't heal..
to hide behind fast cars..
I run in my heels..
bubble gum lip gloss and safety pins
you know it girls
to hide behind blankets and shallow kisses ..
to throw it all back
to remember their hands aren't his..
but they have the safety nets,
maybe my pillow isn't his
but the tears that come are different now... so girl...
Pick a card..
They'll remember your number..
don't run back to the storm..
ask the boys how they do it..
how they hold the seven of hearts..
they assure me it will be alright ..
Ames it will be alright..
8-2-2008
written-Amy Everett

This one is about my best friends Rueben, Chris and Walt and Uly we get together and drink and play Poker you know boys stuff smoke expensive cigars .. these boys I love em but they are ladies men if you know what I mean... and I am always with one person.. I believe in soul mates and love and I am always telling them this and they laugh... And every time I break up with a boyfriend Im sleeping on their couches sad and they are carousing with many woman telling me songle is the way , sleeping around is the way . holding your heart is the way... After being screwed over so much I was thinking maybe they are right... but I am not that girl.. but I hide behind there life.. there expensive cars, fancy bars , and poker games... but really I lay on the couch alone missing him... so that is what this poem is about... Card Games... I do love my boys and I love them for dragging me out of the house we do have alot of fun together...

You tube here I come

Coming soon to a youtube near you... I am starting a project for poets .. I will not stop until I am famous... I will become an Amy Enterprise. I have a book being published , should be out by next month available in any book store. And I will start my Youtube project more on that a little later and I hopefully will start the literary magazine in January . This is my Amy.com news flash for today! Have a great week!!!!!!! And thank you for stopping by.