AS THE HATRED GROWS

I once looked at you,
And saw a friend.
Now I look at you,
And I see the end.

How time goes by,
How hatred grows.
How focused you are,
The end no one knows.

Except me of course,
Because I am the actress,
And while you try to be stage director,
I get to do my best.


Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

HAPPY EASTER, EVERYONE

To all my wonderful reader. Hope this season brings you closer to the reason. He is risen and with Him we are reborn to a wonderful life.

Much love always,
Brenda

STOP RUNNING

How sad it is
That you run and hide,
From the wonderful person
that is inside.

You need your space,
I can't win this race.
So I turn and walk away.

How lonely is the night,
How sad with you out of sight.
I have nothing to say.

The hurt I feel today,
Will tomorrow go away,
Because I'll be with you.

But you need to give it up,
You already have a full cup.
And there is nothing I can do.

She is no longer yours,
The life she leads is hers.
So shut that door and turn away.

Because our future is at stake,
With every move that you make.
Come what will and come what may.

So, baby, can't you see,
All the pain that you are causing me,
Is unnecessary and make believe.

I won't go away,
I'll be with you everyday,
Because our love is real.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre