To Those I've Hurt in the Past
By Sarah Hafermann
Written October 2010
I know I am not perfect, though I've tried so hard to be,
I've hurt so many without trying, when just being me.
I've said things that I shouldn't when I was hurt and afraid,
cutting those closest to me, with the sharpest end of the blade.
A bad habit of action before thought
has caused me to be one who has forgot
to put others thoughts and emotions first
causing hurt feelings that cannot be reversed.
To those I've hurt, you know who you are,
no matter how long it takes, close or far,
I will do whatever it takes to make my actions ring true
to be once again considered a friend by you.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Hole vs Whole
Hole vs Whole
By Sarah Hafermann
Written May 2010
Lost in the moment, lost in the tide,
lost everything when I ran away to hide.
So afraid to love, so afraid to feel,
so afraid of something that might be real.
Opened my eyes, opened my heart,
told myself I needed a new start.
I took risks, some that many question,
some that I took from others suggestion.
Started to laugh, started to smile,
started to want to go that extra mile.
Change started to occur inside and out,
changes that some didn't expect to come about.
Now I'm a whole person once again,
not afraid to make new a friend.
By Sarah Hafermann
Written May 2010
Lost in the moment, lost in the tide,
lost everything when I ran away to hide.
So afraid to love, so afraid to feel,
so afraid of something that might be real.
Opened my eyes, opened my heart,
told myself I needed a new start.
I took risks, some that many question,
some that I took from others suggestion.
Started to laugh, started to smile,
started to want to go that extra mile.
Change started to occur inside and out,
changes that some didn't expect to come about.
Now I'm a whole person once again,
not afraid to make new a friend.
Slumbering Dream
Slumbering Dream
By Sarah Hafermann
Written May 2010
Oh, to be able to whisper "I love you" in the moonlight,
to feel your arms hold me close,
I cling to you tight, so tight.
your love sends me into an over dose.
It carries me and caresses me into ecstasy,
drugging me with your sweet kisses,
my own personal fantasy,
granting me every one of my wishes.
Yet I wake in the morning to find you not there,
not in my arms, not kissing my lips,
you have disappeared into thin air,
while I grasp at my dream with my finger tips.
Oh! To be in love again, to feel the warm breezes of summer.
Until I find you in life, I will find you while I slumber.
By Sarah Hafermann
Written May 2010
Oh, to be able to whisper "I love you" in the moonlight,
to feel your arms hold me close,
I cling to you tight, so tight.
your love sends me into an over dose.
It carries me and caresses me into ecstasy,
drugging me with your sweet kisses,
my own personal fantasy,
granting me every one of my wishes.
Yet I wake in the morning to find you not there,
not in my arms, not kissing my lips,
you have disappeared into thin air,
while I grasp at my dream with my finger tips.
Oh! To be in love again, to feel the warm breezes of summer.
Until I find you in life, I will find you while I slumber.
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