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BROKEN


Looking at the cards that life has dealt me.
Thinking of all the abuse.
You stored upon me.

Looking at life through a shattered window.
Trying to grasp back my life piece by piece.
After you taken so much from me.
Suppressing the pain trying not to go insane.

Leaving me with all kinds of thoughts of guilt.
Dangling in my head
Fighting to be free

LORD,
Free me from brokeness
Will you please?
With the vision of your foot prints.
I Slowly begin to see your design of healing
my brokeness for me.





©Copyright
AUTHOR O’SHEA
6/20/07

© 2007 O'shea

ADDICTED TO YOU

Quickly you swept me off my feet with your looks and suave personality.

Wine and dinning me making love to me like I’ve

never had before. Slowly you capture my mind controlling me

more and more making me forget who I was. I wasn’t sure.

Your loving was like a drug, entering my body intravenously

making me shiver uncontrollably screaming for more.

Am I addicted and can’t let go?

No not me I’m a strong woman that’s always in control.

Why do I keep letting you back in when I know you are not the man

for me and I should want more.

The voice in my head is saying you are addicted, and can’t let go….

By Author O’Shea

©copyright 12/15/06

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