we all take the same highway in life , we each have our
own routes and paths to take .. sometimes the roads
are lonely sometimes we have others to travel with us..
through tunnels Of doubt and dreary dirt roads, night
and day we journey life.. but remember there's always
that exit back to that main highway where we can rejoin
for a time.. I'm glad to know you all on this high way and
hope we continue to cross paths as we travel the roads
of this world.. Peace .. TINA

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I waited for you but you never came..

so many times we've met here, in this

garden full of colors and perfumes..

soft breezes caress me, shift my hair..

almost as if you were there. but I turn

and you were gone.

your shadow haunts this place, the

flowers are faded and the leaves fall

like rain, no longer do I smell their

sweet scent.. I wilt with them and

I feel the faint chill of winter, much

like the absence of you..

Many times have my tears wet this

ground, a trail long tred burned into

the grass leading me back to this

memory of you .. I wait there still

my love .but you never come...

Tina camille

Oct 24, 2007

Boxed in a grey sky. Boney
branches of trees sway high.
There's a cold chill in the
air, Empty Isolation. It's
like the world has died or
I'm locked in an eternal
nightmare. Wet like tears.
Cold, bitter, frozen is my
life. Or maybe I'm sleeping
till the warmth of spring
touches my face and the sun
stings my eyes And I can
embrace the fires of Summer.

Tina Camille
Jan21,2008

Life is hard

A bed of white roses at my feet,
red with the blood spilled with
each painful step I take in this
world.

The bowl of cherries now soured
and bitter.Rotting with each year
that passes.

The rose colored glasses are craked,
shattering my sight,distorting my
veiw. Letting the evil seep in.

The silver lining in the clouds is
thin and its dark.. To smell a rose
so divine, to taste the sweetness of
a cherry, to see the silver in the
clouds are pleasures so few and far
between..
but it keeps me going.

Tina Camille
feb2, 2008

If you think your lonely,
know there is some one alone.
If you think your in pain,
know there is someone suffering.
If you think your sick, know
there is some one dying.
If you think your hungry, know
there is some one starving.
We all thirst, but know there
is not a drop for someone.

Tina camille
Feb2, 2008

I cried yesterday, but My tears haunt my eyes

today. like a lovers touch the night before. Scars

aren't always seen, but felt deeply like a winter

chill. Starvation of the soul is just as devastating

as having no food. I could give my sorrow for a

shallow heart, but I've cared to long to stop now.

my hope is not gone with another dawn or lost

in the tide. Just my dreams that linger as I wake.

Tina Camille

Mar 4, 2008