Bailey C. Writing

A life for a life  They change mine  And I'll change theirs  They'll make me some kind of hero  Their strength will make me stronger  My plan is bigger than social work  The real plan is change  Change for the child with the bruised face  Change for the child with real monsters at night  Change for the child with the gaunt face  Change for the children that need an escape  I dream of the day I won't have to save the poor children in need I dream of children in safe homes  With food, shelter, a chance and love  The "social worker" label I'll wear with pride I'll fight my way through school  So I can meet the children, have them change my life  So I can change theirs too *2014- Bailey C. Writing

Snow in the north has f   a    l   l  e   n      drifting          down Trees the lone  survivors thin like the children across the globe The forest is starving for the sun       for rain            for life *2013- Bailey C. Writing

Jealousy is a tightrope the girl steps along step    by step       by hard step The steady descent  into insanity She’s up on the high wire a hundred feet high That’s where jealousy lurks     that nerve in the brain        confident in what it believes YOU deserve            graceful in the one-way line it stalks across Slow and steady but shaking Trying not to tumble Shaking feet above the ground only the large net near the bottom to catch the fall Arms out, one step at a time      the fear of losing them attacks          the brain              the shaking feet, the frozen lungs            ...

Each pound, each beat Moving one along in life           The pounding on pavement of frightened feet               The steady beat of the most vital bass drum                   The smooth beating of wings on a bird's flight Beats are vital to moving feet                        to grasping fingers                           to the twitch of an eye But the controls are fragile So erratic and unpredictable Under fire from disease and malfunctions How can something so small so odd in its architecture  be the essence of life        the reason a little boy can swing           the reason an old man can play bingo               the reason I can write t...

Who knows how one pair of eyes Can hold so much soul, so much wonder One can only ponder How they have so much depth so young An astounding imagination You can see the Indiana Jones adventure Or the princess in her tower, just looking into those eyes Shining so bright, with hope and pleasure So much in someone so small A mind that bests any adult's  Creative hands, make their own Van Gogh Just through a glob of finger paint Small hand inside yours So fragile, yet so strong The wonderment of being so young The magic that's inside them Look into a child's eyes See everything you wish you still had *2013- Bailey C. Writing

A raging beast, this dreaded disease Until you're torn apart, it isn't appeased You fight the hardest fight of your life Causing your body's war to ensue This horrible fiend, this ugly monstrosity  I know it's attacking with an awesome ferocity I hope you know darling, for you I'm praying With you I promise, I'll always be staying You'll get through this, I know you're strong And don't you dare say that I am wrong Close your eyes and get some rest I hate seeing you in distress  I wish I could destroy all of those cells where all of that sickness dwells One day you'll be cured, happy and free A good future outlook for you and me Just so you know, I'm a phone call away I will come any time of the day To give you a hug and never let go See your smile and hear your hello So my dear, never give in And you'll look back on this and say "Remember when?"

Breaking inside Falling apart Banging on walls With no way out Scream and cry Broken heart Monster growing  Turning me inside out Lost control  Collapse on the floor Given up  From here on out Hope is lost No smiles, no laughter Darkness prevailing The light has gone out Dead inside Lonely and lost My tears fall The love is out *2013- Bailey C. Writing

Feel the pulse? The notes come to life  they flow through the air Music saving some from an endless strife going on without any a care Pulsing strong Slow or fast goes the masterpiece of a melody The music just knows to leave you singing breathlessly Can you hear the pulse? Music has the ability to restore and talks for you when you cannot speak The pulse goes on forever The soul of the music goes on, endlessly long Never stops and never sticks This is the heartbeat of the song *2013- Bailey C. Writing

When you are writing, you are painting a picture Making the words in your head more than a whisper Putting a scene in someone's head Saying things formerly left unsaid You are creating a completely new world Letting your imagination come unfurled Your mind is in a better place It's like you're floating in outer space You have something to pour your heart into Your writing telling what is really true It's when you let yourself go Writing or typing, letting the words flow Writing something that touches the soul Where the writing is the one in control Only a writer could understand The real meaning of a pen in your hand Let yourself take the notebook off that shelf Let the writing save you from yourself *2013- Bailey C.Writing

I used to feel like I belong But now I am a stranger I realized I am no longer strong Realized I am in danger I'm in danger of breaking down In danger of non-stop tears In danger of being drowned It's hard to face my fears I can never say what's on my mind It'd just cause a world of pain I will continue to keep them blind While I'm stuck here under the rain I look at their happy faces While I lurk in the shadows with a sigh I wish that I could trade places Instead of silently saying goodbye Maybe I'll rid of these feelings somehow I'll rid of my evil twin But I still know that for now I'm on the outside looking in *2012- Bailey C. Writing

Shadows are closing in around you and you cannot see your way through Look around for the light, but there is none in the dark of night. The raven's croak echos across the land and nothing is going as you had planned. Run through the crooked paths to try to escape the darkness's wrath You hear something overhead you're down on the ground now, filled with dread Close your eyes, go back to the past, not long ago before everything had gone below Embrace death now, as your friend and pray for a quick, painless end As your body slowly drains of blood and you feel the painful, internal flood You're all alone, you cry out but you keep going on without The worlds gone, as is any life it was destroyed in the endless strife *2013- Bailey C. Writing

Don't give up, stay strong through it all You may rise and you may fall Through life's hardships, you must stand strong Until you end where you belong And though the world is full of sin Don't you dare, don't you dare give in Through every struggle, you must fight You can make it through the night You will wake to morning's glow Then your tears will start to slow You may lose, and you may win But whatever happens, don't give in All you need to have is faith With it comes abundant strength Know that you will soon get by You'll no longer feel a need to cry Try to put on a brilliant grin And tell the world that you won't give in When you feel you've lost at life The pain is cutting like a knife Don't forget that love cancels out hate It will never be too late You'll realize soon that you will win Because you are the one who would not give in. *2013- Bailey C. Writing *Author's note: This poem was inspired by another poem called Dont Qu...

When I've lost all hope And don't know what to do I can count on my candle To always get me through In the night its flame flickers Beckoning sweet dreams I lay my head on my pillow And see many pretty scenes Its sweet vanilla scent Goes wafting through the air Making my toes tingle And making the flame flair I touch it's smooth surface As wax slides slowly down the side I feel its pleasant warmth I let the candle be my guide As the morning comes I blow the candle out And wait in anticipation for the night To bring the candle flame about *2013- Bailey C. Writing

Like a whisper of the wind Light as day or dark as night The soulful sweet sound flowing through the atmosphere Bringing peace to every being A gifted talent The proud rhythm Merry tunes or deep tunes It makes your toes tingle and your head bob It softens the loud or lengthens the soft The beautiful, bold music plays on through everyone's soul *2013- Bailey C. Writing