Revenge
a sweetness that only lasts
until you come to the realization
you are no better
than the one you sought
to destroy.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
Revenge
a sweetness that only lasts
until you come to the realization
you are no better
than the one you sought
to destroy.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
Don’t tell me
you don’t remember,
that you had no choice.
I can see it in your eyes,
hear it in your voice.
You wanted this,
you wanted him.
Wanted to be connected
in a way that no words
can describe.
And now
you have lost
me.
Copyright © 2016 Heidi Barnes

COMING SOON
When life is low
and the blows keep coming
never forget
you are not alone.
That I am here
by your side
each step you struggle
to take.
No matter how long
whatever the consequences
we will weather this storm
together.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
Emotions overwhelming,
uncontrollable,
sincere.
Some say I’m delusional
others say I’m just passionate
about what I believe.
That I throw myself into my causes
with everything I have
every fiber of my being.
I say
maybe a little of both.
What I do know,
what I feel deep inside
where my heart beats strong
my convictions run high,
I am who I am,
whether right or wrong.
If you refuse to see me,
or simply cannot bend,
then maybe it’s time
to seek another friend.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
It’s there,
right in front of your face.
Screaming at you to see
what everyone already knows.
How can you miss
something that is so obvious?
Take your blinders off.
Blink your eyes once,
twice,
three times,
whatever it takes
to realize the futility
of continuing along this path.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes

Love’s sacrifice,
never forgotten
always in my heart.
My promise,
my vow
to you I recite.
I will find what was lost
defeat endless night.
Darkness will retreat
to the light.
All I ask
through eternities might
is that you fight for life,
that you hold on to hope
with both hands tight.

*Laughter
maniacal
chilling.
Accepting the challenge
so boldly declared.
Confident in victory
Darkness waits, unaware
the strength in love
as pure as light,
will conquer
even the darkest
of night.
If you only
hold on tight*
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
This is the end of out story. I hope you have enjoyed it. I may, in a time not today (okay, been rhyming to much!) flesh these poems out into a full fledged story. We will see.
If you have missed the beginning click here: Part 1
Milestone
Iconic
Too many
years gone past
My mind says
No!
My body says
Oh hell yes!
It’s just a number
on the wall of life
There is still more to see
Here’s to fifty years
waiting to be.
Actions
speak louder than
words,
yet one word
cuts deeper than
the sharpest knife.
We reap the rewards
of selfless acts,
yet no deed goes
unpunished.
Love is all encompassing,
blissful
full of joy,
yet at the same time
love can
destroy.
To every up
there is a
down.
The decision is yours
which to choose
to dwell on.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes

Foolish child
you play a game
you have no hope
of winning.
I will own you.
Your mind,
your body,
your soul.
You have given me
everything,
and received
nothing.
And for what?
Love perceived
from demon spawned?
How pathetic.
How splendidly
naive.

As for you
my faithless pawn,
freedom is yours.
Though earned it
you have not.
Do not waste
what you once discarded
so carelessly.
Take one more look
at the price
that was paid,
for true love
will never again
come your way.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
This is a poem/story that came to me while driving and listening to Phil Collin’s, In the Air Tonight. Where it has seemed to take on a mind of it’s own, as with all stories, that first initial push to write furiously has slowed down. So I will post as soon as my stewing and listening to the song repeatedly give me inspiration. If you have just found this story, here is the link to Part 1. I hope you enjoy.

I do not care
his sins.
They have no hold
over me,
nor will they
have any hold
over him.
I choose him.
To hold him,
love him,
free him.
Take your token,
keep your promise.
I chose to embrace darkness
so he can see the light
within.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
This is a poem/story that came to me while driving and listening to Phil Collin’s, In the Air Tonight. Where it has seemed to take on a mind of it’s own, as with all stories, that firs initial push to write furiously has slowed down. So I will post as soon as my stewing and listening to the song repeatedly give me inspiration. If you have just found this story, here is the link to Part 1. I hope you enjoy.
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