The Weight

Every ounce of sadness
is like a knife inside my soul
And with every pound of flesh
I try, without hope, to cover the hole.

And even though I wish
I could cut it all away
I'm not ready to let it go
Until I'm stronger, some day.

Right now I have a shield
to protect me from the cold
So until I trust myself again
it gives me something to hold.

I stuff it down like the weight of the world
hoping to feel its fullness
Someday I'll set it free again
as God is my witness.

I Thought Why Not

I've been posting my poems on here and Facebook for awhile now and decided it was time to put them in a book. I thought, why not?

So, that's what I called my book. In order to share it with visitors to this Blog I had to find a way to create a link for it.  The internet is amazing because there is a way to do everything.  I went to a recommended site call DocStoc.com and voila, my book in Word format is there for everyone to read.  Cool!

I've posted the link on the left side of my blog but here it is also:

http://www.docstoc.com/docs/59439294/Poetry-by-Amanda-Ford

Enjoy!