Poems by Bonnie

 Control of my heart Control is a battle  Where does your power end and another’s begin? Control is protection  How do you keep from being let down? Control is not knowing What does the future hold? Control is damaging  Who do you hurt by harsh words or closed hearts? Control is a mirage The picture is pretty but don’t look inside. Control is how I’ve protected me. I don’t know how to break through that shield of protection without getting cut to pieces. My heart is big and damaged.  It sees love and doesn’t see its worth . My heart is weak and needs strength. The strength of truth and understanding heal me. My heart is healing, with patience I will lose the need for control. Thoughts after writing this… With these words I wonder how do I move forward.  Two steps forward three steps back, and the tears make me feel lost/weak.  Am I worth others?  Am I important?  How do I recognize my worth all the time?

 Swimming in a sea of white Can’t see to the light Lost and sad at once Blah and directionless  The world is hiding from me,  Why won’t this doubt let me be. I’m sitting in solitude  Wondering where is my awesome attitude  Reaching out is hard, People will think I’m imperfect and marred Do I go here or there Where oh where Okay is said, But I doubt it as I lay in bed Thoughts ramble and go I just want to shoot forward with my bow The past haunts And I hear my doubters taunts Here and there I’m lost everywhere