Trapped

Tina Silva | Personal | July 5, 2005

“Trappedâ€

Who am I
What do you see
I cannot stand this
Because I am not me

What happened to the girl
I used to be long ago
Her soul is all slivered
and her heart hurting so

Pain and anguish
Kept going my way
Even when I tried
To get far away

I’m trapped you see
Within time and space
My body is here
But it’s not my face

Why can’t you go back
to who you used to be
I have been banished
for all eternity

Written By: Tina Silva

A Lifetime

Tina Silva | Happiness, Romance, Sorrow | July 2, 2005

“A Lifetimeâ€

You look at me
And I look at you
Before we can kiss
We must say I do

I can hear the bell’s ring
And so do the chimes
Two simple words were spoken
That last a lifetime

We buy a new house
And furnish the inside
We play like little children
And I ride a horse ride

A few years have past
And still I don’t conceive
You got disappointed
And said it was my seed

You burst out of the door
And left me in despair
You never came back
Why don’t you care?

I don’t hear from you since
Except you married a whore
Contracted some STD’S
And had gotten very poor

I feel sorry for you a bit
But not like before
You made your own decision
When you walked out that door

I married a lawyer
Who became a good father
I DID conceive
And gave him a daughter

Written By: Tina Silva

Love Is Fate

Tina Silva | Romance | July 2, 2005

“Love Is Fateâ€

On a cold winter’s night
I saw you walk by me
I stood there in silence
As you smiled at me

I felt my cheeks blush
And I noticed yours too
But she grabbed your hand suddenly
And said ‘Honey, I love you’

She took your hand and pulled
And nudged you to come on
You looked back once
And I started to run

You took me in your arms
As if we already met
We kissed so passionately
That it looked like we were lovers set

I’m sorry for what happened
To your other lover….who?
But fate brought us together
Because our love was true

Written By: Tina Silva

I’m Not Little Anymore

Tina Silva | Anger | July 2, 2005

“I’m Not Little Anymoreâ€

Why treat me the way you do
I’m not a little girl anymore
You prick me with thorns each day
That I’m ready to walk out of the door

I’m sick and tired of this bullshit
And you never believing me
I’m tired and ready to leave
But I love you so dearly

I don’t know what I’d do without you
But you gotta stop treating me this way
You still think I’m your little daughter
But no one else sees it that way

You take matters into your own hands
But you always make things worse
I’m scared to what will happen next
when I go out in the world again

You never believe anything I say
Why do I bother with you anyway
You think everyone sees it like you
But sorry, you’re the only one seeing through

I’m ready to get up and leave
Never come back to this damn disease
It’s like a vortex that keeps sucking me in
That I don’t want to be held back again

You never let me out in the world
You try to keep me back
I’m like a caterpillar in a cocoon
But never fully develops through

So watch out because I’m taking charge
Of my life because it is my life
Don’t try to control me I don’t want to hear this shit
And I don’t care if your going to flip

What will happen to me if you don’t see
When you wake one day without little me
I’ll be gone and far away, you’ll see
I’ll be dead, below seven feet

Written By: Tina Silva

Drinking and Driving Kills

Tina Silva | Message, Sorrow | July 2, 2005

“Drinking and Driving Killsâ€

Lonely girl
Sitting in her room
Crying so softly
Not knowing what to do

Angels around her
Try to bring her some hope
But this little girl cries more
Trying to cope

What happened you ask?
Everyone wants to know
A stranger drank and drove
His vision blurry so

He crashed dead on
With a car full of laughs
Their car blew up suddenly
From a spark that ignited the gas

The drunk looked at the blaze
With shock and despair
Nothing was left
Not even a hair

A few feet away
Lay the little girl’s body
She sat up and yelled
“Jesus why did this happen? I wasn’t naughty.â€

Angels took her from the blaze
And placed her on the road
She was really young
And innocent so

No father, no mother
No brother or sister
Not even their dog
A retriever called Blister

All this had happened
Because a wrong decision
When the man decided to drink and drive
So now he’s in prison

Where’s the little girl now?
And what does she do?
She writes poems like this one
With a message for you

“DRINKING AND DRIVING KILLSâ€

Written By: Tina Silva



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