I am anxious, cant breathe.
Chest closing, I scream.
Im overloaded, in pain.
No pain, no gain.
I waited for this.
I expected, its bliss.
Still questions, my mind.
The answers , I find.
Letting go, break down.
Forever standing, I drown.
Let it be me, your girl.
Us together, your world.
Give unto you, Im weak.
I tremble , you speak.
“Never Fear, Im here,
you’re with me, my dear.”
Silent pleasure, release.
Security, to please.
The actions, unknown.
The future, not done.
Take hold, embrace.
This time, this place.

~Tricia Leigh 4/3/2010


About jgsgal

I am a wife, a mother, and a thinker. I love good debates, and will write about whatever comes to mind. I love poetry, and writing in general, but my lifetime passion is dancing. My real art, that I have learned over the years, is cooking. I am not a fit dancer, nor would I dance on stage anymore, but I love to dance to release. Writing helps me with that also. Cooking is a form of expression that helps with my creativity and I hope you enjoy my blog. Feel free to comment and strike up good conversation! Thanks for visiting!
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