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About me - Leila Swanson

I"ve always dreamt of writing. In my Junior year of high school my homeroom teacher said I had a gift for writing essays. I can sit down, put myself in the era I want to write on and almost transport myself there. I love it! To me its the essence of being

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life's paths: 5 of 283
Have you ever questioned why,God gave you this little one?A special needs childHe's still the Fathers son.Christ knew you would loveand feel no shameHe came from aboveto carry on His name.Just give the little oneall your lovetreasure him while he is here.he's an angelsent from above,The Lord holds thesespecial ones near.When ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Growing old: 6 of 190
A By Product Of AgeRain splashes off the roofcascading down the window.Rivulet's of wetness clingto the glass resemblingthe tears on my cheeks.I look out at the nightso empty and silent.an absence of light,resembling my heart,thats empty and cold.A by product they sayof feeling old.My nerves feel the edge,of tension and stres... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Describe yourself: 13 of 294
Glance In The MirrorI glanced in the mirror,to catch an image of me.Just a shadow of whom,I used to be.The little girllooked back at me.her dreams were gone,she grew up, you see.Her memories were cast,of a long time ago.Who knew they would last,and keep hurting her so?The past will always bea part of you.Its better you see,th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Unexplainable: 1 of 21
Silently In The NIghtAn angel silently came in the nightwith wings of sparkling gold.Around her was an aura of light,that spoke of promises told.The vision softly spoke my name,scattering sunbeams of gold.The Lord had covered all my shame,on that cross of old.Wings wrapped around me with all that love,that the Lord knew I cou... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Depression: 42 of 694
The silence of the mind,will drive you insane.No thoughts of any kindnothing to explain.Blank is the page,cold to the touch.nothing to Gage,Life was too much. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Enlightenment: 14 of 203
The LossYour death has left a void in me,I have no way to cross.When God took youI felt the loss,and still I was not free.So many things left unsaid,hurts that still cause pain.What can I do to solvethis now?Alive I bear the shame.Memories are all thats left,the past is still with me.I need to give them all to God,So I can b... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Tough love: 2 of 29
My method is called tough love,Its the only way I know.We live by that old saying,you reap what you do sow. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Inner struggles: 41 of 531
An Angel has Taken RefugeMy soul is weary and curls up to sleep,shattered and torn.The memories have caused it to weepand wish it was never born.A light passes through and restsjust inside.An angel has taken refuge.The soul feels the spark burning so wide,hope has ended its deluge.There is an angel in you and me,we only need... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Thoughts: 33 of 310
Don"t get caught up in your past,look forward to your future now.what you went thru did not last,it was stored in your memory somehow.Small things can trigger your mind,bringing the past up to you.Like a recorder continuing to wind,as long as you want it too.Until your ready to leave it behind.It matters not what happened in ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Enemies: 13 of 115
The AngelThe angel held the list,to scan the names for me.I could not understand, where my name would be.It wasn't on the list he had,we looked everywhere.Satan was behind me,looking like he cared!Sweat was running downin rivulets on my face.Satan took me by the hand,he had made his case!Now its to late for me,I made my choic... More..