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
I walk into darkness
away from the light.
The memory of you
once beautiful and bright,
fades with every step
taken into the night.
I am no longer
my own,
my master I must
obey.
The God’s have
forsaken me,
Hell is my home,
my debt to pay.
There is no one to
save me.
I am
alone.
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.
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.
The choices we make,
chances we take.
Right or wrong
is the cost worth
the price?
Some wait in the wings,
watching,
judging.
Never taking that first step.
The fear of the unknown,
of being alone,
to great.
Waiting for someone else
to give them direction,
strength.
All the while hating,
despising,
those with courage,
a will of their own,
perceived freedom
to be alone.
Not understanding
while fearless outside,
the same doubt,
fear
dwells within.
The choice is,
will always be,
give into those fears,
remain in the darkness,
allow others
to own your soul,
or break free.
Live
Love
Make those choices
on your own.
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. 🙂
With one word
one slight touch
the world can change
turn upside down
never be the same
no matter how much
we strive to believe
Hold me in your arms
Tell me that you will never leave
Promise me the road before us
will end with our dreams realized
for to step into the unknown
is a frightening prospect
Fight for me
and I will fight for you
Show me that I matter
that you want me in your life
that you will do whatever it takes
to keep me by your side
keep me safe
Is it too much to ask
that you do for me
what I will do for you?
Life is give and take
right and wrong
and something in between
Together we are strong
we can find our way
in the unknown
if only you believe in us
If you say yes
we can be victorious
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
Do not judge what you cannot see
What lies at the surface
is only the beginning
It’s what lies underneath
that counts
It’s what lies underneath
that is joyful
angry
in pain
Do not judge what you cannot see
unless you want to be judge
so callously
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
Breathe through the pain
Everything falls away
Water washing away sorrow
Clean
Bare
Only to be found again
Slithering
Consuming
World becomes unsteady
Arms hold on
Only to slip through
Falling into mist
Scattering
Breaking
Until nothing remains
Faithless
Empty
Gone
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
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