Words Were All I Had ღ KKD ღ

Words Were All I Had... I remember a time it seems forever ago When words from the heart would so easily flow But the warmth and love from a Starlite sky did fall Now the deeper I dig my muse is deaf to my call A home once known is now forever gone Where heart words flowed from dusk till dawn The door was always open for family to come and go A place of joyful meetings with no fear for heart words to show Then came the dark cloud replacing the constant loving lite Where friend against friend would become the daily fight Vicious ugly words spewed as from a serpents tongue The beginning of the end I knew had then begun I never considered it possible for the door to be slammed tight Because of standing up for what was believed to be right Empty and broken promises and lies that fell like rain Leaving those who were left behind so lost, homeless and in pain New doors have been knocked upon but its just not the same A sense of belonging well it just never came. Where once stood in the Starlite is now dark and cold My friendship given was so cheaply sold I drift upon a sea of words I can not find Words were all I had to present to mankind Writing should not be this difficult to do To have to search and pull the words I leave for you They should flow free and easy as the breeze on a summer day To just open ones heart let it speak what it has to say But now I'm just left to rummage around within this heart To recapture that special place where they flowed so free at the start. I fear that place with in my now closed heart is forever lost The protection needed from the pain that was just too great a cost Words Were All I Had..... ღ KKD ღ   © 2010 Donna DeLong Matthews (All rights reserved) April 2010 Boyzone Words

Reviews

[Jheart]

Donna, if this has anything to do with your previous "poetry site", then I can understand your sadness, anger and anything else you feel. Remember this one thing my friend; your words are what you HAVE, not all you had. This site seems the best so far, even I havent been kicked off yet! Every single word of your incredible pages are from your heart. if others cant see that, its their loss. You have enough to put together a book, which I hope you will do one day soon. Put the last site behind you and concentrate on this one....share with others the beauty in your heart and soul

[Aspiring Angel]

This brought a tear to me in remembering what we both try so hard to put aside. I had to wait till this morning to leave you my thoughts. The hurt still lives for both of us, though even between us, we do not bring ourselves to speak about it often. Such a deep pain and longing for what once was, still lives for both of us.

Who would have ever thought that the flowing of words that have always played in both of our hearts could have been taken by 'words' aimed to deliberately hurt and degrade. To clean house of those who would become a stumbling block to what was invisioned as an empire rather than a home of sharing and love, was the target. The aim was taken and we were caught in the crossfire, you especially. The because, only because we wanted to preserve what had always been ours, to try to understand the heart that had became the head of our family. Boy did we learn fast! A business venture became our home, openly stated. Nothing more to him was the cafe that lived within the stars. To we who were such a part, it was family, it was peace, it was our escape to a place to openly express exactly what our hearts were speaking. It was knowing that every morning after we posted there would be at least a dozen friends that stopped in to leave their thoughts behind to friends. It was comfort, it was trust, it was home.

When the stars left the skies we were left standing in the rain, yet we stood together my friend. A true friendship was born in the halls of that cafe. That can never be taken from us. I have often thought of these very words you have expressed so beautifully. We seem to have become gypsies of sorts, wondering from place to place, coming perhaps close to finding the stars again, but never finding exactly the same. New words from our hearts have been few and far between. As you said, we search, and search, and search some more to find our way back to what has always been such a part of who we are. What was always a joy, has become an emptiness, when we set before blank posting page and the words will not come. The desire is there, but the release is denied. Trust has been so greatly deminished as we try to enter into another poetry home. I wonder if we ever will truly find home again. To know that we will never find home as it once was, is really hard to accept. We are who we are though my friend, and our words hidden though they may be, need to be expressed somehow, someplace. We do need to start a brand new story and deliberatly aimed words of betrayal and pain, that have become so embeded into our hearts need to somehow be put aside. How? Sweetie I don't know. Honestly I don't know. It hasn't happened in all these years for either of us.

This is beautiful and understood completely. The man that brought the stars is gone, the man that took them, should be ashamed of what he has done to so many, including ourselves. It would have been so much easier if he did not understand exactly what he was doing, but we both know that is not the case. Mine ... MINE... like a spoiled child with a new toy became what had always been our safe haven.

Words can bring joy, tears, hope, release. These are the words that we search to find. These are the words that make us who we are. When they are gone, where does it leave us?

Words spoken for personal gain, to demean, to deliberately hurt, to pit friend against friend, were what were used to shut doors, and more than just doors to a poetry page was taken from us. Words .... only words .... indeed. Even now, the feeling of the day we closed that door behind us, brings tears.

Beautiful work my friend. Perhaps one day the words will again be easily found for both of us. I so miss that part of who was me and miss the pen and heart of my dearest of dearest friend.

Love,
Lesa
XOXOXO

[Tate Morgan]

Absolutely beautiful I love it