Tell Me

•August 13, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Cut off
from the rest of your world,
I feel lost,
give me a moment
of you.
Tell me you
looking down
on me,
though you’re “in a better place”,
your heart still
aches for me.
Cause I cannot bear
these moments when
my heart runs wild,
with this ever-hopeful
only to be
torn apart,
halted at the blunt force
that you
are never coming back,
and the source of this flame
will forever be gone from this
messed up world.
I just wanna know
that somewhere in that perfect world
up there
your love still shines on,
still aches
for me.

© 2011 Dana Renee’ Billingsley


The Fade

•July 23, 2011 • 2 Comments
This is the most painful thing
in the aftermath of your death:
Your memory floats around me
like a bland vanilla sky
that should be deep, rich,
tender, dusk-time hues.
Maybe this is a gift from our Creator,
but I would’ve liked the opportunity
to reject these tortured moments
and feel the brilliant life that we were,
over and again.
© 2011 Dana Renee’ Billingsley


•July 10, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Take this, my madness,
unto you.
Feel this, my defeat,
sweeping over you.

Take this, my sadness,
in your eyes.
Hold this, my body;
wipe these tears.

Take this, my cries,
in the silence of your kiss.
Embrace this, my pain;
draw it close to you.

Take this, my love,
unto your heart.
bring this, our memory,
back to life.


© 2006 Dana Renee’ Billingsley

Sorrowful Songs

•July 3, 2011 • Leave a Comment

The responsibilities and expectations
of the day
force their crispness upon me,
and I can minimize the pain…


but I cannot resist the beautiful chords,
music and words of such truth,
and how
they bring me down.


Delicately, the enchantment
of my broken heart begins;
bluntly, the cadence drives the point
breaking the wall that held my tears.


For these moments I will fall;
free to let the beautiful
sorrowful songs
pierce me once more.


© 2011 Dana Renee’ Billingsley


•July 2, 2011 • Leave a Comment

The colors


our love



and bold

but now

they escape

my heart

in translucent,




©2011 Dana Renee’ Billingsley


•June 23, 2011 • Leave a Comment




                   as mine lives on





                                                     that cannot be warmed.  


© 2011 Dana Renee’ Billingsley

The End of Us

•June 17, 2011 • Leave a Comment

There will be no reunion,
no kisses savored as never before,
passions relived,
no renewing of vows,
laughter and the games we played.


There is nothing in this world
that could ever bring me closer to you,
back to our love;
our love is caged beyond my reach,
floating in a somber somewhere sky,
never again to be fully expressed.


This is real,
all our hopes and dreams
fading in the past,
forever beyond my grasp;
You are gone.

© 2011 Dana Renee’ Billingsley

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