Imagination

"I try to see

Try to understand

How you love me

Why you're my man

But, then again, you're not

You belong to no one

Though I still have a lot

I feel as if I own the sun

Well, I used to 

Now I own nothing

But I still belong to you

And I cherish your ring

The ring you threw at me

It put me down

Everything that was to be

Is dirt upon the ground"

~Grace Marshall

From my poem, "Imagination"

How Did It Turn Out Like This

"How did it turn out like this

How did we fall to pieces

How did it turn out like this

How did our hearts shatter

How did it turn out like this

How did we drift apart

How did it turn out like this

How did our love become heartache

How did it turn out like this

How did hate grow inside

How did it turn out like this

How did our love evaporate"

~Grace Marshall

From my poem, "How Did It Turn Out Like This"

Don't Waste

"Don't waste

Your life

On Me

If You

Don't Think

That we

Can be"

~Grace Marshall

From my poem, "Don't Waste"

Confusion

"I am so confused
My heart is twisted
Between two men
I missed it
Who is for me
Who's meant to be

I feel bad
Connected
It makes me sad
He gave it all
What if I leave
Will he hate me
Did I deceive"

~Grace Marshall

From my poem, "Confusion"

An End

"For forgivness I beg

On my knees I pray

My breath seems to lag

I gave it all away"

~Grace Marshall

From my poem, "An End"

You Gave Me A Kiss

"You gave me a kiss

And then comforting arms

You gave me your love

And then happiness

You gave me a dance

And then your heart

You've me the moon

And then the stars"

~Grace Marshall

From my poem, "You Gave Me A Kiss"

Is You

"I won't lie

Sometimes I still cry

When I think

About you leaving

It pushes me to the brink

But I love you

No matter what you do

You say you love me

And I think it's true

What else could it be?

~Grace Marshall

From my poem, "Is You"

In You

"And I'll trust in You

The clouds may roll in

And cover the sky's blue

There may be temptation and sins

But I'll close my eyes

I'll grind my teeth

Won't look at the black skies

Or stony ground beneath"

~Grace Marshall

From my poem, "In You"