What Do You Say? (sonnet)

What do you say when the words are all gone?
How can you sing when your life's out of tune?
Can anything be right after the wrongs?
What can you build out of a life in ruins?
How should I feel when I still love, but can't
Be with a drunk man who will never change?
I wish I could give up now, but I shan't.
There's nothing I can even rearrange.
I had the dream with the white picket fence,
The kids in the yard, and the normal life.
How could I have been so blind and so dense
That I would find myself a monster's wife?
Sometimes I miss the good days in between;
But I don't miss the usual hellish scene.

If I Can Dare to Dream (sonnet)

If I can dare to dream a dream so small,
Though some might think my goals are somewhat strange,
Some might not think this is a dream at all --
My circumstances to be rearranged.
If I can find a way to just hold on
A little while longer, then I just might
Find a small ledge that I can sit upon
Until I find my way through this dark night.
My prayers are not unanswered, this I know,
My heav'nly Father hears each time I cry.
He'll show me down which path I need to go,
And lead me to a safe place, by and by.
If only I can cling to His strong hand,
Someday He'll lead me to the Promised Land.

Mind over Matter (sonnet)

Take a deep breath and learn to let it go.
I can't change it, so why should I give in?
Inhale deeply and then let it out slow.
I refuse to let frustration begin.
I'll shred up paper and make a collage.
I'll take a hot bath and forget this grief.
I could make do with a decent massage,
My suff'ring is limited by belief.
So I will shake off the shawl of sadness,
And I will put on a garment of praise.
The enemy has failed with this madness,
I am through wasting any more good days.
Mind over matter, and prayer over pain.
I've lost it all, so now it's time to gain.