Good morning,
Baby Shawn;
Good morning.
You came to me
a little early
and without warning.
But we loved you the same
and we gave you a name,
hoping for the best.
Daddy by my side,
we hoped God would provide
you and all the rest.
But then one day,
our excitement began to fade
as Mommy felt sick.
Hoping to change fate,
we realized too late...
And our sorrow grew thick.
Daddy cried
the day you died,
and Mommy cried too.
Our hearts grieving,
it was hard believing
we'd lost you.
I think again and again,
that this isn't the end,
and for a moment, I'm alright.
So goodnight,
my dear Baby Shawn;
I bid you goodnight.
<3
I've no need for breathing,
my heart's not beating
and I am still.
My eyes stop blinking.
I have faint thinking
and cannot feel.
My eyes wide open;
Not a word is spoken,
I have no breath.
Suddenly, a blinding light
assures me, it's alright.
For end; for death.
The people surrounding,
gathered around me,
shed a tear.
They want to pretend
this isn't my end.
Not now, not here.
I bet they never reckoned
I'd be gone in a second,
much less my prime.
Although unplanned,
they need to understand...
It's just my time.
And it may be a shame,
but no one's to blame.
Stay strong, dear friend.
This world you see
may be done for m
Walk with me the path of God. by tiffany1010200, literature
Literature
Walk with me the path of God.
Walk with me, the path of God.
Hold my hand where angels trod.
Wander this path while within
we deal our uphill fight with sin.
Mean your words as you kneel;
Talk to God on what you feel.
Keep your Bible within reach,
constantly keep to it when you preach.
Thank God for who you are,
Just remember: Heaven's not too far.
Even when you feel God is gone,
gather your faith and carry on.
So hold my hand where angels trod
and walk with me the path of God.
You and I were fate. by tiffany1010200, literature
Literature
You and I were fate.
You'd kiss my cheek
gentle and meek
to let me know you care.
To you, I'd glance
and if, by chance,
a single look you'd share.
I'd squeeze your hand
to understand
that you are in fact real.
The look on my face
is a disgrace
to how you make me feel.
With every proceed,
I truly believe
that you and I were fate.
From the very start,
this old heart
was always your's to take.
The grass is covered with dew,
the trees set ablaze.
The sky, pink, purple and blue,
set in it's multi-color phase.
I can see my breath
in the October chill.
Leaves of every color rest
upon the window sill.
A single bird flies by,
then two, then three.
Their silhouettes stain the sky
as they fly towards the sea.
I'm sitting alone
on my porch swing.
Despite the hatred I'd been shown,
the birds still sing.
You and I had a bumpy ride
even from the start.
At least it's as cold outside
as it is in my heart.
I wish to be something. by tiffany1010200, literature
Literature
I wish to be something.
I wish I could be good enough. Considering everything I've accomplished, I wish I could say I wasn't trying. I've accomplished nothing. I am nothing. Of every human that inhabits this earth, I am no one. I'm faceless in a crowd. Just floating along. Today could be my last day and tomorrow would come, no problem.
I'm just as air.
You don't notice me...
Until I'm not there.
and I wish to be something.
I've Had the Best Intentions. by tiffany1010200, literature
Literature
I've Had the Best Intentions.
I've got a lot to learn.
You think I think I've got it all figured out.
I don't.
I'm just someone who hopes for the best.
I've learned.
Everything I've done, I've done just right.
I believe so because I'm happy.
Things always turn out for the better.
Things can't be bad forever.
I've changed.
I'm not afraid to be who I am...
No matter who sees.
I believe in those who believe in me.
And no one else matters.
I've loved.
Some, more.
Some, less.
Over time,
differently.
I've hurt.
Why do I try so hard?
Why don't you love me back (dad)?
Why don't you trust me (mom)?
If you think I'm wonderful, prove it.
If you want nothing t
Today's a DAMN Good Day. by tiffany1010200, literature
Literature
Today's a DAMN Good Day.
Oh, life is good,
life is grand.
I've gotta boy
to hold my hand.
I've got the sky above
and the earth below.
I'm learning now
what I need to know.
I getta 'hello' every morning
and a 'sleep well' every night.
Outside could be pouring
and it'd still be alright.
With doubts away
and good times so close,
I'm really content
with this life I chose.
I've gotta smile on my face
and my love in my heart.
And man, just to think...
This is only the start. :]
Awake in a white world
and take a look around.
There's not one color swirled
and not a single sound.
Wonder where you are
in this place unknown.
Whether near or far,
neither matter, you're alone.
Kneel down and feel the surface
to find it's all the same.
It's without meaning; without purpose...
And you're wondering to which it came.
I
am a flower.
Planted
by you.
You thought
you wanted me.
You fed
and watered me.
But now you're off.
Tired of my
planted stature.
But I can't
leave.
And the rain
isn't enough
to keep me healthy.
I'm withering
and finding it hard
to stand.
And you're not here
to lend a hand.
Cut me down.
Bury me
in the ground.
But you won't.
And I haven't a reason why.
Why, my dear...
did you leave me to die?
Good morning,
Baby Shawn;
Good morning.
You came to me
a little early
and without warning.
But we loved you the same
and we gave you a name,
hoping for the best.
Daddy by my side,
we hoped God would provide
you and all the rest.
But then one day,
our excitement began to fade
as Mommy felt sick.
Hoping to change fate,
we realized too late...
And our sorrow grew thick.
Daddy cried
the day you died,
and Mommy cried too.
Our hearts grieving,
it was hard believing
we'd lost you.
I think again and again,
that this isn't the end,
and for a moment, I'm alright.
So goodnight,
my dear Baby Shawn;
I bid you goodnight.
<3
I've no need for breathing,
my heart's not beating
and I am still.
My eyes stop blinking.
I have faint thinking
and cannot feel.
My eyes wide open;
Not a word is spoken,
I have no breath.
Suddenly, a blinding light
assures me, it's alright.
For end; for death.
The people surrounding,
gathered around me,
shed a tear.
They want to pretend
this isn't my end.
Not now, not here.
I bet they never reckoned
I'd be gone in a second,
much less my prime.
Although unplanned,
they need to understand...
It's just my time.
And it may be a shame,
but no one's to blame.
Stay strong, dear friend.
This world you see
may be done for m
Walk with me the path of God. by tiffany1010200, literature
Literature
Walk with me the path of God.
Walk with me, the path of God.
Hold my hand where angels trod.
Wander this path while within
we deal our uphill fight with sin.
Mean your words as you kneel;
Talk to God on what you feel.
Keep your Bible within reach,
constantly keep to it when you preach.
Thank God for who you are,
Just remember: Heaven's not too far.
Even when you feel God is gone,
gather your faith and carry on.
So hold my hand where angels trod
and walk with me the path of God.
You and I were fate. by tiffany1010200, literature
Literature
You and I were fate.
You'd kiss my cheek
gentle and meek
to let me know you care.
To you, I'd glance
and if, by chance,
a single look you'd share.
I'd squeeze your hand
to understand
that you are in fact real.
The look on my face
is a disgrace
to how you make me feel.
With every proceed,
I truly believe
that you and I were fate.
From the very start,
this old heart
was always your's to take.
The grass is covered with dew,
the trees set ablaze.
The sky, pink, purple and blue,
set in it's multi-color phase.
I can see my breath
in the October chill.
Leaves of every color rest
upon the window sill.
A single bird flies by,
then two, then three.
Their silhouettes stain the sky
as they fly towards the sea.
I'm sitting alone
on my porch swing.
Despite the hatred I'd been shown,
the birds still sing.
You and I had a bumpy ride
even from the start.
At least it's as cold outside
as it is in my heart.
I wish to be something. by tiffany1010200, literature
Literature
I wish to be something.
I wish I could be good enough. Considering everything I've accomplished, I wish I could say I wasn't trying. I've accomplished nothing. I am nothing. Of every human that inhabits this earth, I am no one. I'm faceless in a crowd. Just floating along. Today could be my last day and tomorrow would come, no problem.
I'm just as air.
You don't notice me...
Until I'm not there.
and I wish to be something.
I've Had the Best Intentions. by tiffany1010200, literature
Literature
I've Had the Best Intentions.
I've got a lot to learn.
You think I think I've got it all figured out.
I don't.
I'm just someone who hopes for the best.
I've learned.
Everything I've done, I've done just right.
I believe so because I'm happy.
Things always turn out for the better.
Things can't be bad forever.
I've changed.
I'm not afraid to be who I am...
No matter who sees.
I believe in those who believe in me.
And no one else matters.
I've loved.
Some, more.
Some, less.
Over time,
differently.
I've hurt.
Why do I try so hard?
Why don't you love me back (dad)?
Why don't you trust me (mom)?
If you think I'm wonderful, prove it.
If you want nothing t
Today's a DAMN Good Day. by tiffany1010200, literature
Literature
Today's a DAMN Good Day.
Oh, life is good,
life is grand.
I've gotta boy
to hold my hand.
I've got the sky above
and the earth below.
I'm learning now
what I need to know.
I getta 'hello' every morning
and a 'sleep well' every night.
Outside could be pouring
and it'd still be alright.
With doubts away
and good times so close,
I'm really content
with this life I chose.
I've gotta smile on my face
and my love in my heart.
And man, just to think...
This is only the start. :]
Awake in a white world
and take a look around.
There's not one color swirled
and not a single sound.
Wonder where you are
in this place unknown.
Whether near or far,
neither matter, you're alone.
Kneel down and feel the surface
to find it's all the same.
It's without meaning; without purpose...
And you're wondering to which it came.
I
am a flower.
Planted
by you.
You thought
you wanted me.
You fed
and watered me.
But now you're off.
Tired of my
planted stature.
But I can't
leave.
And the rain
isn't enough
to keep me healthy.
I'm withering
and finding it hard
to stand.
And you're not here
to lend a hand.
Cut me down.
Bury me
in the ground.
But you won't.
And I haven't a reason why.
Why, my dear...
did you leave me to die?
We were Lucky.
We were the best of mates.
Road trippin'.
Blazin' the trail.
We were Lucky.
We had it Once.
But life is funny.
And things change.
The world keeps turning.
People keep moving.
I am not even sure Luck had anything to do with it.
I hope it was fate.
I can live with that.
Fate.
I smother.
Hundreds of miles away.
Three phone calls, two minutes a piece.
Ten at most.
And I smother you . . .
Wow
I am stunned.
Hurt.
Most of all hurt.
What else can I say ?
Come home?
(you won't, we tried that you say)
Save me?
(you don't know how to)
What can you do?
Nothing at this distance . . .
And neither can I.
So is a phone call all that bad?
Why does it have to been when its convenient for you?
SACRIFICE!
I love you more than anything on this whole planet.
I am sorry you have no room to breathe.
I have too much.
I stay busy and it doesn't help.
How hard can it be to talk to me?
I feel so lost . . .
Good morning,
Baby Shawn;
Good morning.
You came to me
a little early
and without warning.
But we loved you the same
and we gave you a name,
hoping for the best.
Daddy by my side,
we hoped God would provide
you and all the rest.
But then one day,
our excitement began to fade
as Mommy felt sick.
Hoping to change fate,
we realized too late...
And our sorrow grew thick.
Daddy cried
the day you died,
and Mommy cried too.
Our hearts grieving,
it was hard believing
we'd lost you.
I think again and again,
that this isn't the end,
and for a moment, I'm alright.
So goodnight,
my dear Baby Shawn;
I bid you goodnight.
<3
My name is Tiffany. I don't really have a certain thing I do here. I like taking pictures...drawing pictures...writing poetry...It's all pretty random. I'm not too good at art and that's just fine with me. Please take a look at what I have made. If you like anything, don't be afraid to favorite it and comment. If not...sorry to waste your time.
Thank you! :]
Current Residence: Idaho Favourite genre of music: ROCK (Mostly) Favourite style of art: Writing. MP3 player of choice: My IPod, MOTHA FUCKA. Skin of choice: RACIST. Favourite cartoon character: FlapJack! Personal Quote: You hang in there, sunshine...You're special.
So...for almost three months, I had a baby.
It was growing like any baby would.
At first, I was scared shit-less.
I have to finish school...
And I was going to get married...
And I had no idea what I was going to do.
But none of that mattered.
Everyone said how great a mom I'd be.
Everyone said that me and Jake would make a beautiful baby.
Someone even said that some soul out there chose me to be it's mommy.
And for a moment, it was right.
I was happy.
My life would finally have purpose.
Sure, I'm 16.
Sure, I'm not always responsible.
But I was more than willing and ready to try.
I loved that baby, regardless of how old it was
Another one of my journal entries resulting from insomnia.
YOU'RE TOTALLY WELCOME.
:]
But yea....
I'm not doin anything at the moment.
And everyone else is asleep!
BUT!
To let everyone who read my last journal thing (like...two people?) things have gotten a whole lot better. :]
I'm totally ungrounded.
Jake sent me the CUTEST message that just so happened to make my life. :3
My friends are awesome.
...even the new ones. :P
And I getta do something besides being a dishwasher at the Country Haus!
I getta clean the hotel rooms instead! :D
Not that great of a step...
but hey, I'm climbin the ladder. :]
Oooh...and I have more feelin
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