things I have written in the past

Still.....

I love you now
as I always have
and will forever more
till the day of my death
and beyond the grave
I will love you still
till time its self stops
and there is nothing...
Still is where I'll be and
there I will stay till you
come find me in
the darkness of the
forgotten world in
the piece of the
broken hearts
and cast out dreams
of those long ago
days and memories
far far way...
I will close my eyes
for now and dream
of you holding me
in your arms close
to your heart and
with every breath
you take I breathe
you in as though
there where nothing
more to life then that
moment that we are in.....
I love you now
as I always have
and will forever more
till the day of my death
and beyond the grave
I will love you still
till time its self stops
and there is nothing...
Still is where you can
come find me...
Still is where I will be.....
By: Jessica Wingate
       May 08, 2007
          2:30 p.m.

"The Dream"

As I close my eyes and drift off to that peaceful place,

I can't help but see your smiling face,

Sitting in a room filled with roses,

Holding a single long stemmed rose in your hands,

Looking into your eyes, I fall fast in love.

A feeling that I've never felt before comes

over me like a blanket of feathers.

It gives me chills.

As I slowly walk towards you, you start to fade,

As I reach out trying to stop you from disappearing.

I feel cold as my heart slowly breaks

into a thousand pieces.

Then, finally you are gone.

Standing in the complete and total darkness

of the room, I reach out trying to find something solid.

A sharp sting comes over my hand.

As I pull back I see my hand covered in thick red blood.

As I look for what has stabbed me,

I see the thorns of the roses.

Drops of blood slowly drip from them into a big puddle

on the floor.

As I stand in the middle of the room I start to cry

Asking myself why did I let myself fall,

And how would I ever pick myself back up.

Then suddenly, out of the corner of the room runs

a little boy towards me.

As he reaches out his hands yelling in a child like voice,

"Mommy! Mommy!"

I reach down and pick him up.

He gives me a kiss on the cheek and whispers softly,

"I love you."

As I open m eyes, I realize part of it was a dream.

The rest was my future.

written by: Jessica N. Wingate

 6/20/1999

For my son

Shadow Boxer
Full of pain and anger. He stands in the corner.
Fighting back all his demons. Flipping through the pages of
his past. Wondering where it all went wrong.
Listening to his own cry's, Never answering his own questions.
He cry's out Oh God why me. He fights his shadow.
As the sun goes down. Wondering when he will leave this
pain filled town. He can hear her voice in the background.
He can feel her touch on his skin. He remembers the color
of her eyes. But, he can't reach out to hold her.
He slams his back to the tree. Covers his face and slides
to the ground. Unable to control the tears as they race
down his face. Thoughts of ending it all run through his
mind. He looks down at his watch loosing time.
He knows he must go now. But, the thought of leaving is
painful. As the wind picks up he can hear her saying his
name. As he looks up he can see the slab of stone staring
back at him. The one he once loved beneath him.
Kissing the ground she once walked on and saying good bye
for the last time.
Jessica Wingate Copyright ©2006 Jessica Wingate