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What Do You Want?

You tell me you love me,
but kindness you lack.
You say you want to marry me,
but then you take it back.
I'm so in love with you
that I keep hanging on,
but if you continue to treat me poorly
the next time you come home I'll be gone.
You're often rude
and you always have to be in control.
You never just accept me
and let things roll.
So what is it that you want?
Is it something I did?
Am I not enough?
Because if that's the case
then you can pack your bags and leave
because I deserve better.
Let me be me.

Guided Home

As God was strolling down the beach,

He saw you in the distance. 

When He reached you, you remained still 

And He could tell you needed assistance. 

Thoughts were running through your head:

“Where am I? Where do I go now?

I miss my family

Can I return to them somehow?”

“I lived life to the fullest

And I did it my way. 

I made countless memories with friends and family 

And I felt loved everyday.” 

You were staring out into the water,

Which never seemed to end. 

You felt lost and scared

God knew you needed a friend. 

He put his arm around you and said 

“Don’t fear my child, for I will take care of you.”

You looked into his eyes 

and knew it to be true. 

Your pain is gone

You shall suffer no more. 

It’s time to move on

And open a different door. 

God said “come with me” as He took your hand. 

You felt safe and less alone. 

“Where are we going?” You asked Him. 

God smiled and replied “My dear, I’m taking you home.”

I wrote this poem for my Aunt GiGi who recently passed away. RIP Aunt GiGi, we love you!

AMG Creative Works

This site will be for sharing my books and any other creative writing pieces I come up with. So far I just have my first children’s book: Fluffy Things

Fluffy Things is about a bored and lonely boy, Charlie, around 7 years old who gets taken on an amazing adventure to Fluff World with his new cloud friend from the sky, Mr. Cloud.

You can purchase Fluffy Things on Amazon using the link below; it is available as Kindle and a paperback.

Fluffy Things

Full Circle

God saw you standing there with a lost look upon your face.

He walked over to you so he could keep you safe.

He realized that because you are in so much pain

He has to take you home with him and out of this hurricane.

He wrapped his arms around you and told you not to fear

For you are going to a place way happier than here.

We knew you had many demons you’ve been trying to escape.

We wanted better things for you but now it is too late.

We are glad you are not suffering anymore

For God has led you through his door.

We will miss you deeply, but you will always be in our hearts.

Just know you took a piece of us, so we will never be apart.

I wrote this poem for the funeral card for my Godmother, Penny Terrill, who recently passed away. RIP ❤

Tired

I'm tired of getting hurt,
I'm tired of being ignored.
I'm tired of the bad luck,
When it rained it poured.

I'm tired of the deaths,
I'm tired of the pain.
I'm tired of being let down,
I wish God could explain.

I'm tired of waiting,
I'm tired of not getting an answer.
I'm tired of wondering why,
How come there aren't more take-chancers?

I'm tired of being betrayed,
I'm tired of the lying.
I'm tired of people not caring,
Why am I always the only one trying?

I'm tired of losing trust in those close to me,
I'm tired of being uninspired.
I'm tired of all the anger inside,
Hell, I'm just tired of being tired.

Buddy

Since the day you were born

You brought me so much joy.

I was so excited when mom let us keep you,

I got to have a cute puppy pitbull boy!

From then on,

You made me happy every single day.

When I came home angry or upset,

You always took the pain away.

You would run over to me, wagging your tail

As soon as I walked through the door.

It’s like all my problems disappeared;

They were released and dropped to the floor.






Recently, we found out you were sick





And didn’t have much time.





It was like someone stomped on my heart,





A very devastating kind of crime.





Without you here,





My life is empty and sad.





I just hope we gave you





The best life you could’ve had.










I loved the way you’d purr like kitten





And how on our walks you would prance.





Because of all the french kisses you gave,





We always said you were from France.










I loved your fur of black and white with a hint of brindle,





You’re just so soft and cute,





Even when you would sit there and beg,





Shift your legs like your mother used to and let out a toot.










I loved how after you woke up from a nap,





Sometimes your top lip would be stuck;





It exposed your little rat teeth,





And you didn’t give a fuck.










I loved how you would sit up on the couch like a human,





Looking cute as can be.





I’d run to you every time,





It was just too much cuteness for me.










I loved our times on the deck,





Soaking up the sun.





I loved all your energy,





You made life so much more fun. 










I could go on and on,





Because I loved everything about you.





You’ve always been there for me,





The only love that’s been unconditional and true.










This hurts so much,





I’ll always miss you and that adorable face,





But you’re not suffering anymore,





You’re up with God, in a much better place.








	


	







	

		
Cancer Sticks
	


	
	

		

Yellow foam-like bottom, white toxic top
with ashes burning at the tip,
releasing smoke and chemicals into the air.
Just looking at it makes me angry.
Cigarettes.
When you light them,
you give them the power to kill:
yourself
people and animals around you
the environment. 
And then once they're done,
the butts are tossed on the ground.
Littering.
Is being stressed really a good enough reason
to cause all this harm?
Selfish.
You say you've been smoking so long it's hard to quit.
You say you're drinking so you need a smoke.
Excuses.
If you wanted to quit, you would.
Will-power.
They cause so many problems
and yet so many people smoke,
wasting money to kill yourself slowly.
Stupid.
Why must these cancer sticks exist? 

	


	





	

		
Bed
	


	
	

		

I open my eyes to the sunlight beaming
through my bedroom window.
My mind is telling me it's time to get up
and start my day,
but my body does not want to move.
It wants to stay in this soft, fluffy paradise
that hugs me so comfortably.
The longer I stay in bed,
the longer I can avoid the struggles of life.
I know that soon I must get up,
but for now I will remain in my warm, cozy heaven.

	


	





	

		
Clouds
	


	
	

		

Fluffy white cloud
floating in the sky .
The sunlight makes them glow,
which really caught my eye.

Cotton candy texture-looking,
these shapes make you want to stare.
Just relax and glance up,
You'll get lost and won't have a care.

You will notice different  shapes in some.
You might see a hand or a dog,
possibly a guy on a motorcycle,
maybe even a cat or a tree or a frog. 

They give you a chance to use your imagination,
be creative and open up your mind.
Things like, that make you think
outside the box, are the best kind. 








	


	





	

		
Shower Escape
	


	
	

		

As I stand in the shower,
beads of water fall
down
my 
body
while the bathroom fogs up.
Water is hot as lava
but it feels so good.
I just want to stay here,
away from reality.
I don't  have to deal with my problems
in this steamy safe place.
It's my escape.

As I turn off the water
and slide open the curtain,
a cold breeze hits my skin,
creating goosebumps all over.
Can I turn the water back on? 








	


	



	
		

	



	


	




		
		





	

		

	

		
		

		
		



		
	


			
		
		
	







		
				
		 


		 	
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