Poems by Diane

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I DIED FOR LOVE

In a school where I dwell.
        I met a boy I loved so well.
He stole my heart away from me.
        And now this boy has set me free.
Home I went straight to bed.
        Not a word to mother I said.
Dad came home late that night.
        Looked for me from left to right.
Behind a door he broke.
        He found me hanging by a rope.
He said "Daughter Dear what have you done?"
        Killed yourself over one man's son?
On the dresser he found a note that read:
        Dig a grave,
        Dig it deep.
        Marble stone,
        From head to feet.
        And on this stone,
        Please place a dove.
        To show the world,
        I died for love.

YOU AND ME

As we sit here together
hand in hand
Our signs of love.
shine brightly about
When you hold me tight
the stars shine, oh, so bright
Because the love is so bold,
so irresistibly beautiful,
The way your eyes sparkle
when you look at me
For the love between two,
is more beautiful,
than any other emotion
that could not be measured
bought or compared to any
other, that anyone could
imagine.
the only words to fit the emotion
is
I LOVE YOU!
Diane Johnson

IT HURTS

There is not an explanation
for the feeling of relief
Relief from what
from the fear
The fear of fists
rising up to your body
full force coming down
blasting you body and mind
The words that come with it
are feared as much
Each word hurts
Each letter digs a little
...deeper.
Not having to worry
not having to cringe
gives a relief
greater than one can ever feel.

CONFUSION

There comes a certain time in life
When everything is tugging you
in every direction
anger pulls one way
hate another
love goes in another direction
fear another way
you don't know which way to turn
at one time
one pulls harder
then another
Which way to go
Which way is more important
Which is a priority
When confusion sets in
You just don't knowwhat is right
Which is wrong
Confusion sets in
You just don't know what is right
Which is wrong
Confusion doesn't give you the chance
        to figure it out

EMOTIONS SPINNING

Emotions spin 'round
        in my head
Spinning the words
        that were said
Nothing is ever enough
        everything is so tough
I'm praying for the end
The end of the emotions spinning
        The anger
        The love
to be able to go on living
        living, a life with no fear.
                but for right now.
        I don't know
                which spinning emotions
                will win the battle
        I beg for no more harsh words
                no more punches
                no more fighting
        There will be a day I hope,
                That the emotions will stop
                        SPINNING.

...OF WHAT YOU'VE SAID

The humility
The regret
The guilt ... of what you've said
All becasue of a feeling
That cannot be controlled

The words come out
At first without a doubt
The heat of the emotions
All screwed up
Unable to straighten, sort or organize

After all is said and done
The flashbacks play in your head
The tape plays of what you've said
Nothing can be changed
The moment is dead
Now just deal with ...
        the humility
        the regret
        The guilt ... of what you've said.

WHAT A MOTHER IS TO ME

A mother to me is the one who;
        Kissed all the "boo-boo's"
        wiped away all of the tears
        Helped guide me through all of the fears.

A mother to me is the one who;
        hates to say "no"
        but says it anyway
        but only becasue she loves you so.

There are so many things you hate your mother for doing;
        like putting extra clothing on you when you were young
        making you use a stupid thing called an umbrella
        when you would of rather played in the puddles.

But when all things seemed to be at their worst,
        feeling as low as you could possibly feel
        Things got tough, but mom was there to stay
        (and boy was I rough)

I just hope that I can be as great a mom
        as mine was to me.

Only one question though...
                How do you beat out the best?

WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE SISTERS FOR

What in the world are sisters for
Many purposes I have found
To fight and argue, torment and aggravate
They, you love to hate

Year after year goes by and
now everything seems to change
the fights are less
the torment is not so much fun
dependability and support starts to leand a hand
things go wrong and
nothing seems to be right
the sister steps in to lend a hand
helps bring light to the darkness
now the road seems easier to pass.
They are there to help wipe away the tears
and lend a hand with those happy cheers.

What in the world are sisters for
In the beginning, to torture and aggravate
but in the end ... something you'd of never thought
        a very best friend.