by Andrea Tadpole
I am so freakin sick of listening to people blather
About shit that doesn't really matter
I could care less what you know
Don't care if you stay or go
Just shut up or get real
No one has all the answers
In this crazy world
So shut up and listen
Get in or get out
But stop wasting my time
I am so sick of listening to this friggin shit
I am tired of the bullshit
Just wish it would quit
I'd like to stand up and shout
Shut up and listen
Get real or get out
I don't care what you know
Geez, how do you feel?
Is this what you got sober for?
To talk about crap
When you can't see reality right in your lap
Don't try to fix me
Just listen
That's all
I don’t see myself as poet or author. I’m just a woman who finds solace in the process of writing. It’s a spiritual journey. When I write I feel like I am sitting with God. Some of the content might be offensive; it’s not directed at anyone. I put my raw feelings down and sometimes it’s not pretty. Life isn't always wrapped in a beautiful package. I have learned to deal with this by writing. I hope these words speak to your heart as they have mine! ~Andrea~
Apr 18, 2010
Apr 16, 2010
My Little Bella
by Andrea Tadpole
Born on the heels of sorrow
To bring joy and hope for tomorrow
She's our beautiful little angel
Sent from God above
To soothe our aching spirits
And wrap them in her love
Her eyes are lit with moonbeams
Smile brighter than the sun
Her laughter is infectious
When she's having fun
She loves her mommy dearly
Thinks her dad's the best
Tolerates her sisters
Even when their being pests
I know her name is Ehrin
And that's just fine with me
But she'll always be my little Bella
Even if you disagree
Born on the heels of sorrow
To bring joy and hope for tomorrow
She's our beautiful little angel
Sent from God above
To soothe our aching spirits
And wrap them in her love
Her eyes are lit with moonbeams
Smile brighter than the sun
Her laughter is infectious
When she's having fun
She loves her mommy dearly
Thinks her dad's the best
Tolerates her sisters
Even when their being pests
I know her name is Ehrin
And that's just fine with me
But she'll always be my little Bella
Even if you disagree
Apr 14, 2010
Insomnia
by Andrea Tadpole
Late at night
Trying to sleep
Mind running crazy
Too many worries
Too much to remember
Too much to forget
Feel so overwhelmed
Feel so alone
When will the hard times end
Happiness eludes me
Sorrow engulfs me
Too much loss
Too much pain
Is God real or is it all a sham
Don't know
Don't care
Just wanna sleep
Late at night
Trying to sleep
Mind running crazy
Too many worries
Too much to remember
Too much to forget
Feel so overwhelmed
Feel so alone
When will the hard times end
Happiness eludes me
Sorrow engulfs me
Too much loss
Too much pain
Is God real or is it all a sham
Don't know
Don't care
Just wanna sleep
She Lived 11 Minutes
by Andrea Tadpole
She lived 11 minutes...
Long enough to feel her daddy's warm kiss
Grab her mommy's finger, feel her touch
And hear her daddy sing
She lived 11 minutes...
Time that seemed to last forever
Yet flew by way too fast
She lived 11 minutes...
Her spirit so beautiful it engulfed the room
And shined brighter that the sun
She lived 11 minutes...
Long enough to entwine her heart with mine forever
A lifetime lived in a few seconds
All too brief
Yet never forgotten
She lives forever in my heart
She lived 11 minutes...
Long enough to feel her daddy's warm kiss
Grab her mommy's finger, feel her touch
And hear her daddy sing
She lived 11 minutes...
Time that seemed to last forever
Yet flew by way too fast
She lived 11 minutes...
Her spirit so beautiful it engulfed the room
And shined brighter that the sun
She lived 11 minutes...
Long enough to entwine her heart with mine forever
A lifetime lived in a few seconds
All too brief
Yet never forgotten
She lives forever in my heart
Ode to Mikey
by Andrea Tadpole
Born on a stormy sea of silence
His tiny life beyond my grasp
His spirit carried away on angel's wings
With all my hopes and dreams
I never got to see him smile
I never saw his eyes
I never felt his tender touch
Or listened to his cries
Waves of sorrow pulled me down
To horrid depths of grief
I feared I'd never reach the top
Breathe free or find relief
What was his purpose
Why was he here
Why was he meant to be
There had to be a lesson
If I could only see
Then I heard him in the silence
Calling out my name
Rise up, go home and live your life
Walk on amidst the pain
Take care of those I've left behind
Never let them go
Forgive them even if it hurts
And when your pride says no
Hold tight to God
Keep the faith
And then you'll see
That I am always with you
I am happy
I am free
Born on a stormy sea of silence
His tiny life beyond my grasp
His spirit carried away on angel's wings
With all my hopes and dreams
I never got to see him smile
I never saw his eyes
I never felt his tender touch
Or listened to his cries
Waves of sorrow pulled me down
To horrid depths of grief
I feared I'd never reach the top
Breathe free or find relief
What was his purpose
Why was he here
Why was he meant to be
There had to be a lesson
If I could only see
Then I heard him in the silence
Calling out my name
Rise up, go home and live your life
Walk on amidst the pain
Take care of those I've left behind
Never let them go
Forgive them even if it hurts
And when your pride says no
Hold tight to God
Keep the faith
And then you'll see
That I am always with you
I am happy
I am free
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