"I Am Not Alone"
Brian Constantino
I am not alone.
You're always by my side.
A true friend;
My only friend.
I am not alone.
You give me joy-
Bright colorful fireworks exploding in a dark summer night.
You give me hope-
A balloon floating across the sky.
You give me love-
A warm embrace amidst the cold.
And compassion-
Keeping me afloat in the ocean.
I stand on my two feet,
Firm to the ground.
Refusing to let the tidal wave push me down;
Deep beneath the surface.
You give me the strength to conquer it,
To overcome my struggles and fears.
Thank you, God.
I am not alone.
Brian Constantino
I am not alone.
You're always by my side.
A true friend;
My only friend.
I am not alone.
You give me joy-
Bright colorful fireworks exploding in a dark summer night.
You give me hope-
A balloon floating across the sky.
You give me love-
A warm embrace amidst the cold.
And compassion-
Keeping me afloat in the ocean.
I stand on my two feet,
Firm to the ground.
Refusing to let the tidal wave push me down;
Deep beneath the surface.
You give me the strength to conquer it,
To overcome my struggles and fears.
Thank you, God.
I am not alone.
Childhood
Angel Skye
The years of a child
Should be carefree
The years of a child,
that is,
Every child but me.
Most children grow
With wings upon their back,
That is,
Every child but me.
Born to mothers who cannot cope,
Placed in homes devoid of hope,
These children like me do exist,
But our tears dissolve to mist.
I dont believe that pain is forever,
And there IS a life to look forward to,
That is,
For every child,
even me.
Angel Skye
The years of a child
Should be carefree
The years of a child,
that is,
Every child but me.
Most children grow
With wings upon their back,
That is,
Every child but me.
Born to mothers who cannot cope,
Placed in homes devoid of hope,
These children like me do exist,
But our tears dissolve to mist.
I dont believe that pain is forever,
And there IS a life to look forward to,
That is,
For every child,
even me.
Listen
Annie Vincent
We do it constantly,
Subconsciously,
It just happens.
We listen.
We listen to the people around us.
We listen to the cars rushing by.
We listen to the sounds of nature.
But is that all?
Is there something else we need to hear?
Something always with us,
Something to guide us,
Something inside us?
Do we listen to our hearts?
Not to the thumping,
Not to the beating,
But to the feeling,
To the loving,
To the strength that gets us through.
Listen,
Listen closely,
Listen and push through.
Annie Vincent
We do it constantly,
Subconsciously,
It just happens.
We listen.
We listen to the people around us.
We listen to the cars rushing by.
We listen to the sounds of nature.
But is that all?
Is there something else we need to hear?
Something always with us,
Something to guide us,
Something inside us?
Do we listen to our hearts?
Not to the thumping,
Not to the beating,
But to the feeling,
To the loving,
To the strength that gets us through.
Listen,
Listen closely,
Listen and push through.