Ones you said you’d love

Until your last living day,

Things that seem so important

Just slowly slip away.

Nothing will look

As simple as it seems,

Its harder than you think

To achieve your dreams.

Sometimes if you fall in love

A friend might beat you to it,

You hide your love from them,

They’re happy, your heart’s grit.

Then, you try not to hurt someone

But words don’t ever sound right,

So now you have secret feelings

And you’re in an emotional fight.

Finally, you gain new feelings

For someone completely new,

Then something will happen

You find their words weren’t true.

A person will never be perfect

No matter how hard they try,

When you think of life’s end

All there is left to do, is die.

~Tiffany Burson~

Glasses shatter and plates smash against the walls,

Faint shouts and cursing echos down into the halls,

A small girl  stares at her ceiling from her bed,

Listening to all of the imbearable dread.

Tiny and weak she cannot do a thing,

She closes her eyes and begins to sing.

The little girl only wishes to be free,

To swim along with fish of the sea.

She'll only close her eyes and dream,

While the house fills with angry screams.

Her birthday wish was to be all grown,

So she can help mommy from being thrown.

If she tries to help now she'll be hit too,

Because none of this is at all new.

The little girl silently prays for mommy,

So she'll be safe from the fighting tsunami.

As long as no one is concerned over her actions

In school and all of the small distractions.

Her drawlings will show what happens at home,

Until, around herself, she builds her own personal dome.

No one will reach her until she is a little older,

When a boy comes along as a crying sholder.

~Tiffany Burson~

That same little Girl

You never notice if I walk past everyday,
I can't believe the cruel things people say,
You still ask others if I'm still in this school,
Yet everyone else just cruely ridicules.
Am I really alloud to be my own self?
Should I put my dreams on the highets shelf?

I walk by and you don't know I'm even there,
If someone says my name you say "Where?"
I'm unnoticed if I'm standing right beside you,
You should know things they say aren't true,
Whats the difference if I'm dead or alive?
Because it won't matter to you, you won't be deprived.

You'd think by now you'd be a little mature,
But for ignorance, there is no such cure,
Why should I bite my lipe hoping you'll notice,
Should my thoughts be damned with things like this?
If I left tomorrow, very few would care,
But atleast I'd escape the haunting stares.

People think I just need someone to talk to,

But my lack of trust makes tht hard to do,

They don't even shoe they really care,

So whats the difference if I sit in a way back chair,

I'll be unnoticed for the rest of school,

But when I become important they will no longer be cruel.

I'm not perfect enough to walk on an ocean,

but just like any other, I'm filled with emotion.

I don't care what you say to make me hurt,

But please don't trample my heart into dirt.

I'll never be able to take that such pain again,

Please just try to remember back when

We shared moments just in each other's arms,

Back when you were about romance and charm.

Lies,

Stories,

Crying

and Sorrow.

I'm not really sure how I'll

continue to deal with this

tomorrow.

I know I love you and know

that I always will,

But how will I only continue to

cry from this aweful shrill.

Love,

Hope,

Destiny,

and Forever,

Will it happen with this person?

Is our relationship going to be severed?

How can you tell me something

was completly not true?

How can I keep putting all

of my trust into you?

Well, here's the deal.  I write poetry when I have something on my mind.  Usually, when I'm in a crappy mood.  When I'm actually happy then I dont really write about it because I already feel okay.  Poetry is my way of escaping things, after I write it all down it doenst bother me as bad.  I'll actually try to write good poems when  I'm in an okay mood but then they just  come out crappy.  I guess I just have to much caos in my life right now.  I have a few poems that I can put up from a few years ago but that was before I could actually write pretty well.  but atleast they were from before my life turned to hell and the only days I'm in an okay mood is when I dont post any poetry.  So if I dont write for a day or whatever then dont worry about it because I'll be okay eventually.

~Tiffany Burson

I can't decide whether I'm sick from health or love,

There are no words in our language to explain my pain.

My head throbs and my heart continually aches,

I suck in school and my entire family is insane.

My boyfriend is slowly being pulled away,

This life stinks and I dont know what to do.

For now I'm just going to go back to bed,

When I wake up I'll be better and I'll talk to you.

Tiffany Burson

Why must there be nothing but rain?

How can there be, in one life, so much pain?

Was there something done to make it like this?

Should it make people feel like they don't exhist?

Will there ever be answers to these questions?

Is it going to continue tio create depression?

Are all people's lives this messed up?

Am I the only who's tears can be measured in cups?

Will I be crying for the rest of my life?

Am I going to be the man of my dreams' wife?

Would the best thing be to wait for him to return?

Why should I have so much feelings and concern?

Are my family troubles ever going to fade?

Will I ever remove from my heart this blade?

How is it fair for my rain to never stop?

Am I going to just give up and drop?

Shall I alwayus cry until my eyes dry out and itch?

Are people going to continue to make me feel like a bitch?

Will I be waiting until the day my heart stops beating?

Or will I always be continually running away or fleeting?

Tiffany Burson

I know I said I would not cry,

But my heart feels like it will die.

I'm not sure what I'll do without you,

But we'll always be together if its true.

My eyes, damp with tear drops,

My heart burns and my stomach flops.

Imagine a day without your laugh,

Your eyes, your smile, my other half.

Until you return I will continue to wait

Because I know you are my fate.

My dreams will be filled of your face,

Until in my arms, you'll be embraced.

For Thomas

Tiffany Burson

People think I’m too young to really know,

About the love for you I’m not afraid to show.

Why must they say were still too nieve?

Our love is strong and we’ll never leave.

Do they understand all of our feelings shared?

Do they think, to themselves, I want compared?

Am I expected to wait for the world to stop,

until my hearts not aloud to beat or flop?

I express myself in poetry, its what I do.  I've learned to put my feelings into deep words that will leave a lasting impression on someone so I leave part of myself with them.  My way of dealing with my life is to pick up a pencil and paper, bawl me eyes out, and write exactly how it feels to do so.  It works everytime.  I never used to be so fortunate though.  I could never write before last year, before I just opened myself up and let if all pour out.  I guess some of my poetry isnt that great, but I make my point.  Then again I look at myself and my words and cringe because I think I'm never good enoug, that I'm never good enough.... No one really understands why I do that to myself.  Not even me.

T.B

The wind doesn’t always blow the same,

At times it may leave you bare, ashamed.

Things might not always work out just right,

But that doesn’t mean you can’t put up a fight.

Yesterday, you might’ve been the happiest girl,

Then today your whole world begins to whirl.

You’re alone, and by yourself you sit and wait,

But that will do nothing but fill you with hate.

Depend upon others; you’ll get nothing done,

And you’ll find out your troubles have begun.

But do things right, for your own benefit,

Then you’ll see your light has been lit.

Life isn’t about just a box full of candy,

Everything won’t always be fine and dandy.

Just stand tall, raise your head and reach,

And to all of the others you shall preach.

Bombs glow red and fill the air,

Soldiers sit and only stare,

Screams fill the silent night,

When is the end of treacherous fight?

Families lose their closest loves,

Children say daddies went up above.

Mommy, daddy, brother and sister too,

No one knows what they’ve been through.

Some soldiers come home, beholding pain,

From things from war they dare not explain.

Now imagine if this was in you family too,

To comfort your loved, what would you do?

This country will always bear a scar,

And young ones will think of it as a star.

Because we stood up for what is right,

Everything will eventually be alright.

Tiffany Burson

Daughter, Sister, Niece And Granddaughter of loyal soldiers.

Are you still the same girl I fell in love with?

Or am I just living in some kind of myth.

Will I be with you until the end of my life?

Will you bear my children and be my wife?

The heart withheld in this chest begins to ache,

I try to reply but my dim words shake.

As time seems to stop I search for an answer,

I feel as if I’m being attacked by a lancer.

YES, I am, I’m still the same person,

Please don’t let our love grow weak and worsen.

I love you, I need you, I want to be with you,

How can I prove my love for you is true?

Please let me be with you, be my soul mate,

Let my heart feel like, forever, it will skate.

I might be overreacting to what you’ve said,

But my heart feels as if it’s made of lead.

We’re you just asking me if I’m still the same,

If I’m not then you’re the one to blame.

I’ve found you and my heart has unfolded,

And from there, my personality has molded.

For Thomas

I wished so hard for you to see me
only to walk the beaches of the sea.
To walk holding hands in patches of flowers,
or just to sit and talk for hours.

I'm glad you noticed I'm alive
but of your love my heart is deprived.
My heart and soul, so tender and fragile
the love for you grew fast, not gradual.

It took so much for me to ask you
the pain of rejection lingers on through.
I linger over paper as the tears drip down
trying so hard to cover it, to smile not frown.

The words slowly fill the page
my thoughts fill with sorrow and rage.
I dream of being in your arms
all because my heart, you charmed.

Some might say your hair's too long
but to me, they all are wrong.
If only you knew I'd give you much love
If only my heart could soar like a dove.

I really dont understand guys! Why is it some of them talk about male dominancy or men are better?  Why is it they do exactly the opposite of what u might say? Why aer they so confusing? To torment us? I'm practically going crazy right now, my guy is confusing me, my brother is in the army, my dad might be going BACK to Iraq, and I'm here stuck with the rest of my family until they sent me to live w/ my sister (really my best friend) while they can move so I wont be in the way.  I really need some guidance in my life right now and nothing is doing anything for me.

T.B

Tiffany Burson

I'm Tiffany, my family is full of alcoholics my boyfriend has family troubles which has driven him bak to smoking.  i threatened our relationship even but he started anyway.  I dont know if he feels bad about it or not but i dont know what to do. I love him too much to break up with him.  and I cant.

T.B

Tiffany Burson