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I keep my paintbrush with me
Wherever i may go,
Incase I need to cover up
So the real me doesn't show.
I'm so afraid to show you me,
Afraid of what you'll do-that
You might laugh or say mean things
I'm afraid I might lose you.
I'd like to remove all my paintcoats
To show you the real,true me,
But I want you to try and understand,
I need you to accept what you see.
So if you'll be patient and close your eyes,
I'll strip of my coats real slow.
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show.
Now my coats are all stripped off.
I feel naked, bare and cold,
And if you still love me with all that you see
You are my friend pure as gold.
I need to save my paintbrush though,
And hold it in my hand,
I want to keep it handy
Incase somebody doesn't understand.
So please protect me, my dear friend
And thanks for loving me true,
But please let me keep my paintbrush with me
Until I love me, too.
Follow Your Heart
Just follow your heart, for your heart will know,
the love that's meant for you.
The love that's going to change your world,
and last a lifetime through.
The perfect love that's yours alone,
and has been from the start.
The love that you can only find,
by following your heart.
As you follow your heart to wherever it leads,
I'm hoping you'll find it will be.
Into the arms of someone who needs you,
I'm hoping it leads you to me.
Could you be the one?
Could you be the one for me?
Could you be my find?
Could it be, after all this time,
Fate is going to be kind?
Could you be the one for me,
The one to help me forget
The man that broke my heart, my soul
The man that haunts me yet?
You tell me that I'm beautiful
Something I've never heard.
But the one still lives here in my mind
That couldn't spare a kind word
It's going to be hard to forget
And pick up the pieces he left
Could you be the one to teach
How to love again and forget?
Could you be the one to come
And mend my broken heart?
Are you willing to piece together
What another broke apart?
It won't be an easy job, you see
My road has been long and rough
And the heart that was once so soft
Is now shut, locked, and tough
But I can feel my heart open again
It's opening for you
Just come in, and love me back
That's all you have to do
I must ask you one small thing
Before we kiss and part
Please be nice and kind to me
I'm tired of broken hearts
There for me
"I'll always be there for you" that's what he said,
but now he's not, he's just in my head.
There one minute, but then he's gone,
He once said life was a con.
Years ago, he was there for me, when I needed him,
and he got into a lot of trouble for his sin.
But I knew the rumours were not true,
he was only trying to look after me, give him his due.
But then apart, his life started to fall,
and he turned to me, and gave me a call.
I tried to help him, as best I could,
but in hinesight, it was no good.
He had already decided what he'd do,
and little did I know it was all true.
I didn't know he'd be such a fool,
I thought he'd snap out of it, and just be cool.
But how wrong was I, how stupid was he,
this isn't the way life should be.
He had a great job, and a great wife,
he had things to live for, he had a life.
However he's gone, in just a few minutes,
no-one can believe it, he had his limits.
Only a few years ago, he stopped me taking my life,
and now here I am, comforting his wife.
But I have good memories, stuck in my mind,
of times he looked after me, he was so kind.
No-one ever said a bad word against him,
he always went out on a limb.
But one thing's for sure, he was a great man,
and whenever I needed him, a distance he ran.
He would always be there for me, he would stop what he was doing,
and to me, he would always come running.
I'll miss you Mark, I really will,
many hearts you really did fill.
I'll never forget you, I'll always be true,
And to be honest, I wouldn't be here, if it wasn't for you.
Dedicated to Mark, who sadly committed suicide on 1st June 2001.
With Love Always
Nothing I can do
Feeling sad, and keeping everything inside,
pretending everything's ok, the feelings trying to hide.
Hiding the bad ones, so no-one can tell,
but I am a friend, and I can tell so well.
I know you're not happy, but there's nothing I can do,
you say everything's ok, even though you know too.
Even you can't figure out what's wrong,
wondering how long this is going to go on.
I wish there was something I could do, to make you be yourself,
but if I donít know what the problem is, I can't really help.
All I can do, is be close to you, when you feel blue,
and if you know what's wrong, please give me a clue.
I hate seeing you like this; you are a good mate,
and university is about fun and feeling great.
I donít want you to feel unloved and alone,
just wishing that you could go home.
So, please take my advice, and remember I'm there,
right there next to you, showing I care.
I really respect you as a mate,
and I want you to know this before it's too late.
Long Distance Love
You have no idea do you,
how much to me you mean.
You've opened my eyes to things,
that before were never seen.
You've reminded me of what it's like,
to smile and laugh and feel.
Emotions that I'd locked away,
ignored, no matter how real.
Every time I think of you,
a smile comes upon my face.
I remember the electricity that surged through me,
while held in your embrace.
No one has ever made me feel,
as good as you do now.
Though distance exists between us,
we'll be together I know, somehow.