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“The best gift”
2/10/05
The end is almost here,
But I am still lost.
Don’t know what to expect,
Still I wander lost.
My life is going to change,
For better or for worse.
Not knowing what to do,
Is this a blessing or a curse?
But still I wander on,
Not knowing where to end.
Not a single regret in life,
No enemies, just friends.
With each passing day,
Are chances to learn something
new.
The end is almost here,
But thankfully I have you.
"Reserved Anger…" written 1/13/05
Reserved anger,
Reserved
for those who need it,
Obsessed in life,
For those who must abuse it,
The darkness of the day,
Seen by those who
lie and wait,
I reserved my anger,
For those who must live to hate.
Dry obsession,
For the things which no one
controls,
The light within the night,
A web turned over by fright,
The future cannot be controlled.
Reserved…
Inside…
The…
Mind.
Final hour 12/29/04
You think you know me,
What’s inside my head?
You think you own me,
Your delusional my friend,
You rip inside my mind,
Steal away my soul,
You think you know what’s in my head,
The secrets that is holds,
You think you know me,
The innocence I possess
You think you own me,
Know the secrets to my success
Your insanity it spreads,
You’ve taken away my will
You think you know me
I suck you down like a jagged pill,
You leave a taste of sour,
Down to my final hour…
…and now I’m gone.
Alone too long... written 12/28/04
The warmth of a loved one,
Nothing can compare
To the look in their eyes
To that loving stare
To the feel of their touch
Brushed across bare skin
Nothing can compare
To the warmth within
Nothing can compare
To the feel of your lips
Kissing so soft
With every touch
To the feel of your arms
Wrapped tight around me
Nothing can compare
To any of these things
Nothing can compare
To the sound of your voice
So sweet in nature
Your words strung without care
Your sweet serenade
A thousand times never old
Nothing can compare
To each story they have told
Nothing can compare
While you are away
Nothing can compare
But the memories they fade.
"Lights End" BY: Danielle C. Written 12/17/04
The endless void
Of the nothingness
As I look into his eyes
His corneas like a bottomless pits
A place no life resides
You look in hope of a beam of light,
The light that will show the way
Some small spark of passion
To uncover his soul's masquerade
Peering deeper yet
His darkness it devours
All that life has graced
With lights loving power
You're taken in without hesitation
Deeper you have fallen
What seems like hours
Subdued in the dark
No concept of the end
Where is up, down
No understanding of what is around
Suspended in his misery
The darkness it has found
Consuming light
"My Friend"
You are fascinated by me,
I often wonder why,
You are familiar to me,
And I get lost in your eyes,
Even though I have never seen
them.
Our paths have crossed,
Our journey just begun,
And truth be told,
Our battles yet have been won,
But I know in you I find a friend,
And a friend is what I need,
I look to you for friendship,
And your smile is all I see,
I am fascinated by you,
The inner workings of that brilliant
mind,
Your kindness and valor,
You allowed me to shine,
With all the gloom I’ve
known,
It’s hard to see the sun,
We are fascinated by each other.
Will the fascination get the best
of us?
“Ghost Ship” written 10/13/04
How does this world move on to the next?
How do we live in transition?
How will time melt with each passing day?
And leave the lost all alone.
With crimson skies and emerald seas,
The water shimmers like diamonds,
Off in the horizon you can see,
A ghost ship with tattered sails.
The voyage that they take,
Is one for eternity
Stuck in this sea,
Of never-ending purgatory.
How does this world move on to the next?
How do we live in transition?
How will time melt with each passing day?
And leave the lost all alone.
“Nonsense” 9/29/04
With the closing of my day,
I am relieved of my last play,
Pawn takes Pawn
And so forth they say,
Simple gibberish to past the time away.
Thoughts run ramped in my mind,
With the soft killing of time,
As I wait with simple pleasures,
Life and love,
Merely my treasures.
Spun in a web of insanity,
The farther I go,
You’re still closest to me,
Jumping and yelling,
You can’t catch me,
All this nonsense taking over…
… and isn’t it fun?
"Too Precious Life" 9/22/04
Life is too precious,
To not hold carefully in your hands,
To protect from the elements,
To keep under guard,
Life is too precious.
In a split second,
Everything
You know to be life,
Can be taken away,
And you are forced to change,
In a split second.
This heavy weight of what could have been,
What should have been,
And what will result,
Is pressed hard against your soul.
But life is too precious,
That living it is all we can do.
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“Oh Where…” By Danielle 8/9/04
I think I have lost my mind,
I saw it yesterday.
I wonder if I packed it,
Or, maybe threw it away.
I don’t know where it’s gone,
Or where it is today,
All I remember is,
I saw it yesterday.
I think I’ve lost my sense,
I don’t know where it’s gone,
I searched and searched inside my head
But I know for sure it’s gone,
The lack of sense-ful thinking,
Is effecting me today,
I know I’ve lost my sense,
I think it ran away.
I lost my gift of reason,
Without it there’s no rhyme,
I think my gift of reason,
Has been gone for quite some time,
I wonder where it went,
Or if it was stolen away,
I think I miss reason,
Now that it’s gone away.
So if you loose you mind,
Your reason,
Or your sense,
Hold dear to what is left inside,
Your heart can judge the rest.
”Bore” By: Danielle C. 6/4/2004
Take it all away,
All the angst,
All the pain,
I think
I prefer
When my life was a bore.
No more decisions,
No more plans to be made,
No more upsets,
No more
friendships to fade,
I think I prefer
When my life was a bore.
The fact of the matter is
Everything was just
simpler
When my life was a bore.
“Wonder” by Danielle Chidester 2/17/04
I wait in wonder
Of the days that lye ahead,
And
often search inside my heart,
for explanations to things that were said.
All of the I love you’s, I’m
sorry’s and such.
All of these memories that have been touched,
By your sweet soft lips,
Your caressing hands,
and those looks I can’t resist.
But still I wait in wonder,
All of those days you will be missed,
Our
solemn good byes and
For the chance of that one special kiss.
I wait for those words,
To be spoken from your
lips,
Don’t worry my dear,
My time away will be quick,
Before your heart will even began to break,
I will
be home once again with you.
& yet I wait in wonder.
UNTITLED 3/17/04
How much more can I take?
What am I supposed to do?
When things happen like they have…
Who can I turn too?
When
I cry at night,
My pillow holds the tears.
When I need to scream and shout,
Who will listen to my fears?
I know
I am not alone,
My family and friends are here,
But it’s my Husband who I miss,
It’s him who wipes
my tears.
He takes away my fears,
And holds me close and tight.
It’s him I want, not a damp pillow,
To
hold close to me at night.
”One Day” Written by Danielle Chidester 4/29/2004
I have seen a lot in my time,
Walk to heaven
and back,
Saw a grown woman cry,
But never have I held a life in my hands,
That feeling I don’t understand.
Sure
I have held my sisters’ kids,
Or my cousins’ kids,
Hell, even my best friends’ kid,
But I have
never held a life in my hands.
That feeling I don’t understand.
I wonder what its like,
To hold a little
life,
To shelter a little soul,
That was made from love.
How this little miracle will feel
When it first looks
at me.
But I have never held a life in my hands.
That feeling I don’t understand.
…. One day….
Watching Through Windows 7/30/03
I am watching through these windows and wondering why they are here,
Wondering
if you can see the true me from the other side.
I see many people passing by,
They stare at me as if I am the different
one,
When all of them have secrets of their own.
I am a wife, a sister, and a daughter,
I have friends from many
walks of life,
I am overweight and scared to be alone.
I am a Aunt and someone cousin,
Most of my friends are gay,
Yet
I don’t see that, because they are my friends.
I love my Family.
My Friends are also my family.
I watch
through these windows and I see my neighbor,
He is usually quite, but I know he drinks a lot.
He probably has many demons,
I
see a girl a crossed the street,
Waiting, waiting, waiting… but for whom?
I hear the voices of men, these
men I never see but always hear.
Their voices come from a cross the street, I wonder if they ever work
It seems as if
they are always sitting out there,
Hiding in the shadows.
I see homeless men walk to the corner store and return
With
a bottle in a paper bag,
I wonder why they do this to themselves,
Why?
I wonder if all of the things I see are
true to the people I see on the other side of the window,
And if so I wonder what they think of me?
"Ignorant Bliss" by Danielle Chidester 4/27/2004
You don’t see me,
You see through me.
You don’t
hear me
Over the noise in your head.
The sun is shinning
But all you seem to see are clouds.
How can ignorance
Be the plan
The flowers are now blooming
But dead steams are all you crush
I try to reach for heaven
But
its hell you seem to touch
The sun is shinning
But all you seem to see are clouds.
How can ignorance
Be the
plan
A playground where children once played
Is now ground covered in glass
All of our childhood memories
Have
been discarded in the trash
The sun is shinning
But all you seem to see are clouds.
How can ignorance
Be
the plan
Ignorance is bliss
Ignorance is bliss
Ignorance is bliss
But blissful people are
truly ignorant
Convictions Within By: Danielle Chidester 4/13/04
Take the smoke screen away
And all you see is gray.
Loose
the fantasy within
And your life will fade.
The reality of it all
Will never quite sink in.
You never know the
time
Of the beginning or the end.
The world as we know it
Is not a silly game.
You don’t run a race
Finish
last and win the fame.
So this is what you do
And this is what you say.
Grab the world by its ears
And say “I’ll
never fade.”
Sheltered Heart”
Written by Danielle Chidester 5/5/2004
It sure is dark down there
I can hardly
see a thing
I wonder why no light shines in
Why darkness is all that is seen
Never to see the light of day
Or
the greenness of the grass
Never to see kites on strings
Or all life’s simple things
Or know when the day has
passed
Open up your windows
And let the world shine in
Stop and smell life’s roses
Not even thinking
of what consequences it will bring
If you hold your heart in your hands
And shelter it from the world
You will
never know of love
And the joy love can bring
the world is not so big BY:Danielle 7/01/04
Looking to the sun,
Tomorrow its is yours,
You pass to
me the stars
And I can almost smell you in the air,
But only if I try really hard.
Lying on the grass,
8000
miles is so far away,
But when I think of how just hours before
You saw what I was looking for.
The world doesn’t
seem so big,
When I look to our star.
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