StayCee MehRee's blog: "My Poetry-very deep thoughts"

A friend is more than having a car. A friend is more than having money. To be a true friend you have to listen to this poem: Friends can say they like you and care about you, But when your in trouble and need them most who's there? No ones there. Can't you see you're being used? Yeah you can say you have friends-probably lots, But would they say the same when asked. Probably not they are to ashamed. See friends do these kids of things. When you're in trouble who gets the blame? You! Those are no kinds of friends. What do you do? Find a true friend! A true friend watches your back, And is there when needed the most. It doesn't matter if you have a car or money they like you for who you are. By....me Stacie Arnold

Surfacing through the evil spirits that rupture my soul. How could I do wrong? How could I be such a fool? The demons capture my legs and pull me down. I'm trying to smile. Trying hard to get rid of this frown. You're there every step that I take. You're even there for when I wake. The red eyes hunt me down to the point of no existence. I reach above. I have no resistance. A warning sign of the end. Why does it always have to be this way? Why are you my only friend? By...me Stacie Arnold

Long strands of golden blond hair waiving in the wind. A golden ring on my hand; scars will mend. I want to be with you forever and ever. Don't say those words "I'll leave you" never. I want to be there every minute of the day. Come to me and show me the way. Be with me and never say no. My love for you will always show. Be my everlasting love for all eternity. Be my heart and soul, be a part of me. By...me Stacie Arnold

I watched you walk through that open door. You seemed so great, I could want no more. I smiled at you and you smiled back. I guess it was you that I lacked. You grabbed me by the hand and we began to talk. That evening we took a long walk. It seems as though our lives could've changed. If only the time we had managed. It seems as though the night had just begun. But to my knowledge you had to run. Our windswept evening is over now. But again I will see you somehow. By...me Stacie Arnold

He soulfully grabs the rusted knife, Plunging deep within to take his life. No screams are heard just a murmur of pain. Lying cold in the blood no life to gain. The thoughts that ran through his head were extremely dark. He would never know that he left a dreadful mark. All of his friends and family stood and watched him leave. They surely knew it would be the last breath he would breathe. Never did they imagine it would end this way. Spending his life in heaven they'll all see him someday. By ...me Stacie Arnold

It's a movement closer to hell. The beginning of the end. One more chance to fail. One more signal to send. Reach into your soul. Grab the demons within. Down that tunnel to the black hole. Covering your sins. Promises not kept. Lies that are told. Holding your breath while you slept. All of this is getting old. Moments to spare. Life to give. Who's to care? Why live? By....me Stacie Arnold

An amazing willingness to survive seeps into our souls from the outside. I want to be the very best achiever. I want to be a believer. Take me to the place I was born. I want to feel the piercing air and be warm. The many things I want may possibly never be reached in this hunt. I need to feel the wonderful warmth of your skin. I need to be held close and sheltered from the wind. There is a smile that waits. It wants to jump out of its shell and express its hate. We are all one in this great world of diversity but the young minds of our children are hurt by perversity. It's one thing to be love, but even better to love back. Anymore being in love with someone doesn't just mean having an everlasting pact. Express your feelings in a way that you understand. Be with your friends in a circle a never-ending band. By..me Stacie Arnold

Dealing with the pain of not being with you is terrible. You make everything perfect and special. No matter the time or day I'll always care about what you say. Among the many qualities you possess, There is one I really want to stress. You care about me too. No matter what I'll always love you! By....me Stacie Arnold

Grabbing a hole of my empty mind slowly dragging me down one more time. Into a darkness I can not find through this hurt body of mine. In my skin it rips and tears afraid to enter anywhere. I am here for all to see bleeding in public; just let me be. I cannot hide this pain I feel and the wounds I have made may never heal. I don't regret a thing I have done; fighting a battle I never won. Now I cant cope with this pain; emotionally, mentally, physically it's all the same. Why does it hurt to be afraid of these crazy thoughts running through my mind? By....me Stacie Arnold

I hurt deep inside this weak body of mine. When will they all see I'm really not fine? The pain I live with day after day will never go away. I cry for help in that hospital bed I lay. When will the doctors figure out what has taken over my corpse? Hopefully it's not something bad, and definitly not the worst. All I want is some help for this disease. Can someone help me please oh please? By..me Stacie Arnold