Buy that man something nice,
so grateful for his sugar and spice.
He gives your weak heart something to sing,
while you sit back waiting for that ring.
Don't know what next that you could do,
but step in his shoes and see his view.
Money can't buy love, so don't even try.
Avoid the hype, don't believe the lie.
Sure he smiled and said, "Oh, thank you."
But what happens when the dollars are few?
Will he have your back during times of lack?
Will he be there when lust has lost its stare?
Does he do for you like you do for him?
Does he fill your love cup to the brim?
Seems like he loves to take and take.
Leaving you feeling like he's a fake.
Watch the man, know where he stands!
Don't put anything more in his hands!
Nicholl McGuire
He Cheated, Now He Wants Me Back
What would it take to mend my heartbreak?
Thought I found a husband in you.
What is a girl to do?
You stopped calling,
I stopped falling.
Wanted more, but you claimed
life with me, would be a bore.
You were only interested in the whore.
She wore the short, red dress.
Had a a behind and legs to impress.
She seduced you with red lips,
put her hands on wide hips.
You said she was only a friend.
Made up in your mind I was a dead-end.
It wouldn't be long when you would find out,
that she was all show, she had no clout.
You forgot about all the benefits I could bring
and how I made your heart sing.
You forgot about the laughs we had
and how sex with me was never bad.
There was another and another
one after the other, all they wanted was to take down a brother.
Now you come back to me with tears in your eyes
trying to make me forget all the white lies.
But I have moved on and feel rather good,
I hope that all I have said has been understood.
Don't want a man who keeps playing with sin
who think if he charms he will always win.
Don't need a man who can't help me out,
who rather make me cry and shout.
All I ever desired in my life was love
that made me feel like it came from above.
Nicholl McGuire
Thought I found a husband in you.
What is a girl to do?
You stopped calling,
I stopped falling.
Wanted more, but you claimed
life with me, would be a bore.
You were only interested in the whore.
She wore the short, red dress.
Had a a behind and legs to impress.
She seduced you with red lips,
put her hands on wide hips.
You said she was only a friend.
Made up in your mind I was a dead-end.
It wouldn't be long when you would find out,
that she was all show, she had no clout.
You forgot about all the benefits I could bring
and how I made your heart sing.
You forgot about the laughs we had
and how sex with me was never bad.
There was another and another
one after the other, all they wanted was to take down a brother.
Now you come back to me with tears in your eyes
trying to make me forget all the white lies.
But I have moved on and feel rather good,
I hope that all I have said has been understood.
Don't want a man who keeps playing with sin
who think if he charms he will always win.
Don't need a man who can't help me out,
who rather make me cry and shout.
All I ever desired in my life was love
that made me feel like it came from above.
Nicholl McGuire
Just Between Us: Poem from Laboring to Love an Abusive Mate by Nicholl McGuire
Several weeks have gone by
and I lost track of time
because I kept seeing your face
dance through my mind.
Your beauty magnetic; your charm
unique. There were nights I had
trouble getting to sleep.
Your voice was forever ringing
in my ears as I tried to collect
all my lost tears.
Songs shared between us
were something missed--
only reminders of lovemaking
between a kiss.
Deep soul confessions, just
between us, there were times
when we needed to cry and fuss.
Expressions of true love,
always in the making, but at times
we weren't ready
for love--its strong taking.
Embedded in my heart and embedded
in my mind is engraved you
and a future so I sit down and pray.
And I know something now
that I didn't know then and that is
I'm ready to move on again.
Nicholl McGuire
http://laboringtoloveanabusivemate.blogspot.com/
and I lost track of time
because I kept seeing your face
dance through my mind.
Your beauty magnetic; your charm
unique. There were nights I had
trouble getting to sleep.
Your voice was forever ringing
in my ears as I tried to collect
all my lost tears.
Songs shared between us
were something missed--
only reminders of lovemaking
between a kiss.
Deep soul confessions, just
between us, there were times
when we needed to cry and fuss.
Expressions of true love,
always in the making, but at times
we weren't ready
for love--its strong taking.
Embedded in my heart and embedded
in my mind is engraved you
and a future so I sit down and pray.
And I know something now
that I didn't know then and that is
I'm ready to move on again.
Nicholl McGuire
http://laboringtoloveanabusivemate.blogspot.com/
Mental
Her far off stare
she isn't there.
Nothing but air,
under her hair.
Man broke her heart,
she's still bleeding from the dart.
Once was a pretty girl,
use to wear one pretty curl.
It hung down in her one eye,
always there to cover a lie.
Women like her are forever ruined.
Always in a crowd constantly feuding.
For she never blames the man for a thing,
still got memories of that ring.
Cry little woman, go on ahead, just cry.
I told ya'll women, stop living a lie!
Now the pain makes you feel like your going to die.
That's right your momma will only sigh.
Cause you are the one who thinks she knows best,
that is until you play the game of chess.
What you don't know is you will always be running.
Keep falling for men who are nothing but cunning.
Nicholl McGuire
she isn't there.
Nothing but air,
under her hair.
Man broke her heart,
she's still bleeding from the dart.
Once was a pretty girl,
use to wear one pretty curl.
It hung down in her one eye,
always there to cover a lie.
Women like her are forever ruined.
Always in a crowd constantly feuding.
For she never blames the man for a thing,
still got memories of that ring.
Cry little woman, go on ahead, just cry.
I told ya'll women, stop living a lie!
Now the pain makes you feel like your going to die.
That's right your momma will only sigh.
Cause you are the one who thinks she knows best,
that is until you play the game of chess.
What you don't know is you will always be running.
Keep falling for men who are nothing but cunning.
Nicholl McGuire
I Won't Be Leaving Again
Packed my bags, left behind my heart.
No longer wanted to hear you breathing.
I needed time and space.
Sought a new direction.
But instructions only led me back to you.
So I made a u-turn
in my thoughts and in my feelings.
It started with a memory, next your voice
and I became hard of hearing.
Didn't want to think of what I did.
Couldn't stomach what you said or did.
Started to focus on the good things.
Believed that things would get better.
Reasoned rest would help us.
Made up in my mind I would take the test.
Hoped and prayed.
Cried and moaned.
Desired to hear you breathing once again.
Wanted to relieve you of any pain I had caused.
Visualized what happiness looked like,
needed to know you still loved me.
Back in your arms is where I belong,
back in your arms is where I belong.
Nicholl McGuire
No longer wanted to hear you breathing.
I needed time and space.
Sought a new direction.
But instructions only led me back to you.
So I made a u-turn
in my thoughts and in my feelings.
It started with a memory, next your voice
and I became hard of hearing.
Didn't want to think of what I did.
Couldn't stomach what you said or did.
Started to focus on the good things.
Believed that things would get better.
Reasoned rest would help us.
Made up in my mind I would take the test.
Hoped and prayed.
Cried and moaned.
Desired to hear you breathing once again.
Wanted to relieve you of any pain I had caused.
Visualized what happiness looked like,
needed to know you still loved me.
Back in your arms is where I belong,
back in your arms is where I belong.
Nicholl McGuire
A Lovely History
When we first met,
it was hard to let
our feelings show.
There was school work to do.
Making time for us, we had no clue,
and watchful eyes didn't approve.
Clueless on what to expect.
Tried to forget.
But love kept right on shining.
As we grew older,
we got bolder
friends and family were put on notice.
Together we built our life,
with fuss and some strife.
But the good was our foundation.
Had to figure out
what love was about
and that's when we met God.
It didn't matter that we had taken our time.
For love like ours didn't cost a dime.
So we made a vow to one another.
There were the babies
and desperate ladies.
Even ugly men filled with sin.
But we kept right on fighting
with every enemy sighting.
Thank God for a praying family.
Through tears and fears,
sighs and cries
we stand before one another.
With outstretched arms
and a history of charms
we know that this is it!
Written by Nicholl McGuire
it was hard to let
our feelings show.
There was school work to do.
Making time for us, we had no clue,
and watchful eyes didn't approve.
Clueless on what to expect.
Tried to forget.
But love kept right on shining.
As we grew older,
we got bolder
friends and family were put on notice.
Together we built our life,
with fuss and some strife.
But the good was our foundation.
Had to figure out
what love was about
and that's when we met God.
It didn't matter that we had taken our time.
For love like ours didn't cost a dime.
So we made a vow to one another.
There were the babies
and desperate ladies.
Even ugly men filled with sin.
But we kept right on fighting
with every enemy sighting.
Thank God for a praying family.
Through tears and fears,
sighs and cries
we stand before one another.
With outstretched arms
and a history of charms
we know that this is it!
Written by Nicholl McGuire
I Love You
You love me when I'm down,
feel me when I'm across town.
I love my class clown.
Know when I'm sad.
Know how to make me glad.
I thank my heavenly dad.
You bring me so much joy
even when you act so coy--
winding me up like a play toy.
Where would I be without you?
I think I have one of the few.
Sometimes I don't know what to do.
So wonderful and unique
with a beautiful physique.
You are a treasure to keep.
Thank you for this wedding day.
May we be blessed as we lay.
And thank you for those three words
you always love to say.
Written by Nicholl McGuire
Celebrity Love
Infatuated with his smile
captivated by her lips
captivated by her lips
Watching her shake her sexy hips.
Thought I would marry him
thought he would be mine
I was about the young age of nine.
They steal our minds
Stir our hearts
Then do things to us that feel like darts.
Keep us guessing
thinking about a life
while we hold our heads
overwhelmed with strife.
I love what I see on TV
I love what I see on TV
but it isn’t the same standing in front of me.
The walk isn't right
the talk isn't smooth
a kiss on the cheek I hope will sooth.
Celebrity love
once had it
bit by the bug
The walk isn't right
the talk isn't smooth
a kiss on the cheek I hope will sooth.
Celebrity love
once had it
bit by the bug
spelled his name in a rug.
Had dreams
lost sleep
for a celebrity creep.
Up all night dreaming
some times tears streaming
music embraced my soul
made me feel like I was achieving a goal.
Up all day hoping
to catch a glimpse
maybe one day I would represent.
Young and beautiful
but it goes away so fast
to catch a glimpse
maybe one day I would represent.
Young and beautiful
but it goes away so fast
a long lost image from the past.
Old and ugly
seems to stick around long
reminds me of a tired love song.
Look at my clock
walk out my door
hope to see a celebrity at a store.
Books line the shelves
faces secretly in hell
not too many places they can dwell.
Another one dies
from a bottle of pills
to help with stage fright and chills.
Another one dies
from a bottle of pills
to help with stage fright and chills.
Anxiety, depression, and confusion
doesn’t belong in the illusion.
doesn’t belong in the illusion.
Lose the weight
gain the weight
for the next big date.
Another one dies by pills
Another one dies by pills
the media gets cheap thrills.
Alcohol, drugs, and weed
to kill yet another future seed.
Another and another loss
so we say we care,
yet secrets we share.
With our lights, camera, and action
what more do we want?
stand in a face and taunt?
Where does celebrity sit
where does celebrity eat
where does celebrity eat
what will be his very next feat?
What does celebrity wear?
Oh we care yes we do
not too busy to say, "Woo!"
So I dedicate this to you
my celebrity love
while we stand in line to push and shove!
So I dedicate this to you
my celebrity love
while we stand in line to push and shove!
"Wouldn’t be anything without you,"
say "thank you God" to impress a few!
say "thank you God" to impress a few!
For the nudity, the offensive lines
and big, ole' exposed behinds.
Thank God they say
for the whores
and big, ole' exposed behinds.
Thank God they say
for the whores
and what goes on behind closed doors,
the blood, and the audience across the shores.
That's what they do
the celebrities in you.
the blood, and the audience across the shores.
That's what they do
the celebrities in you.
By Nicholl McGuire
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Jealous Woman
The strange woman
Notices your man.
The conversation
He’s too happy to see her.
His explanation.
He is nonchalant, quiet.
His happy face goes away,
when he is back in your presence.
Attitude
"That's right I got one!"
Offended.
She's upset because he doesn’t have much to say.
"Who was that woman?"
He acts as if she shouldn’t be asking any questions.
Now he has the attitude.
The argument.
Lack of details or no details.
He’s been acting different for awhile now.
Thinking about past issues with this current event.
Seeing red.
He’s confused.
She feels misused.
Upset stomach.
It’s becoming harder to talk.
Twisted thinking.
Making things bigger than what they are.
He says he loves you.
You say you trust him,
just not that woman.
But she has a man too,
and she isn’t thinking about yours,
but you.
Her man is telling her the same things.
Watching her every move.
"Who was that guy?
What did he say?
What did you say?"
He trusts her,
just not him.
Insecurity
Control
Abuse
Can’t be too careful
Hate feeling awkward
But jealousy has shown up
And things just aren’t the same
Don’t know whether you like him
Don’t know whether you want to be with her
Hate having to explain
You don’t need another father
Don’t want another mother!
Observing yourself in the mirror
Hoping you don’t offend
Thinking about what you say
Before you say it
No wrong ideas
No wrong impressions.
Jealousy at work
Does life get any better than this?
By Nicholl McGuire
Looking for Love in the Springtime
Young fresh naïve and happy--
that was me!
In the spring time--
a mere 23!
Looking to mate with someone,
a loving person, so care free.
Blossoming into a beautiful creation
for all the world to see!
With a personality like a fiery orange blossom, a Tiger Lily,
or maybe something, beautiful and strong like the Dogwood tree,
my spring time flower in a man would not come easy.
Just to think of him would make my stomach queasy.
If you looked inside of me,
you would see,
butterflies while bees buzz
trying to pollinate me.
I could look at those flowers
Pray for rain showers,
but I couldn’t touch,
for that would have been too much!
Their leaves dazzled me, their petals unique.
Sometimes I would lose sleep, hoping one would find me.
“Blow over my way with your tantalizing scent like that of a rose
tickle my nose,” I would think.
Until one came around, he did stink!
Along with the beautiful rays of the sun,
there was always one,
to come along and ruin my fun!
Ah yes, spring time!
A mating season.
Someone always looking for a reason,
to trade the old for the new--
to end up feeling blue--
to forget want it means to be true.
by Nicholl McGuire
Bye Old Man
A new man, a new day
rain in April, flowers in May.
Put off my old man,
On second thought, I ran!
Didn’t want to have to face,
or live with evil in a new place.
The roses of our love had long ago died
After the first time he had lied.
Loving this new place I’m in--
no longer in sin!
Feeling good about the new me,
as far as I can see.
I can’t speak for old him,
He tried to go out on a lim'.
Wanted to rush and get right,
before I took the next flight.
But I wasn’t interested in talking,
more interested in walking.
He was always looking for better,
but was bound by a letter.
He made a promise or two,
Or maybe it was a few.
He tried to make me forget
What he said when we first met.
He would take care of me,
but he hadn’t given up his key.
A lock to the past that he didn’t want to leave.
He didn’t expect me to grieve.
How could I not?
When this wasn’t what I had sought?
So I waited for my dove,
and now I’m in love,
with that new man, you see,
the one who hung upon the tree.
Nicholl McGuire
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rain in April, flowers in May.
Put off my old man,
On second thought, I ran!
Didn’t want to have to face,
or live with evil in a new place.
The roses of our love had long ago died
After the first time he had lied.
Loving this new place I’m in--
no longer in sin!
Feeling good about the new me,
as far as I can see.
I can’t speak for old him,
He tried to go out on a lim'.
Wanted to rush and get right,
before I took the next flight.
But I wasn’t interested in talking,
more interested in walking.
He was always looking for better,
but was bound by a letter.
He made a promise or two,
Or maybe it was a few.
He tried to make me forget
What he said when we first met.
He would take care of me,
but he hadn’t given up his key.
A lock to the past that he didn’t want to leave.
He didn’t expect me to grieve.
How could I not?
When this wasn’t what I had sought?
So I waited for my dove,
and now I’m in love,
with that new man, you see,
the one who hung upon the tree.
Nicholl McGuire
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The End
I gave him my all,
now I'm talking to a wall.
Rather be at a mall or
on a phone call, then be with him
staring at lights so dim.
"What's up with this man?"
Picture myself getting a skin tan,
surrounded by water and white san'.
I thought he'd be my friend
to the end.
But that wouldn't happen,
cause angry outbursts don't mend.
He needed fun,
I was on the run.
Love-makin' happened
now we're done!
We made a perfect pair.
But my heart has a tare.
He doesn't want me as far as
I can see.
I rather be free
alone with me.
Nicholl McGuire
now I'm talking to a wall.
Rather be at a mall or
on a phone call, then be with him
staring at lights so dim.
"What's up with this man?"
Picture myself getting a skin tan,
surrounded by water and white san'.
I thought he'd be my friend
to the end.
But that wouldn't happen,
cause angry outbursts don't mend.
He needed fun,
I was on the run.
Love-makin' happened
now we're done!
We made a perfect pair.
But my heart has a tare.
He doesn't want me as far as
I can see.
I rather be free
alone with me.
Nicholl McGuire
When High School Love was Innocent
The first day I saw him
he was cute.
The second day I saw him
he was fine.
By day three, I had to make him mine.
He didn't object.
He took me by the hand, placed a note in my palm.
I couldn't wait to read.
It said, "Meet me at three."
So there I waited where I always saw him.
We talked, we laughed.
He kissed my cheek.
Nicholl McGuire
he was cute.
The second day I saw him
he was fine.
By day three, I had to make him mine.
He didn't object.
He took me by the hand, placed a note in my palm.
I couldn't wait to read.
It said, "Meet me at three."
So there I waited where I always saw him.
We talked, we laughed.
He kissed my cheek.
Nicholl McGuire
I Love Him Because He is All There Is
I wish I could see
the beautiful, tall tree
but I can't.
The shadow of the man stands over me.
"Get out the way, so that I may see!"
But he just stands there, holding a key.
"This is to my heart!" I say.
"Give it back, you've had it since May."
But he only sighs.
Tells me a few lies.
I know I love him
but my heart is dim.
I need to get away
that's all I pray.
Blind eyes can't see
what is in front of me.
I keep glancing.
He keeps prancing.
"Aren't you going to let me go free?"
But he too only sees me.
Nicholl McGuire
the beautiful, tall tree
but I can't.
The shadow of the man stands over me.
"Get out the way, so that I may see!"
But he just stands there, holding a key.
"This is to my heart!" I say.
"Give it back, you've had it since May."
But he only sighs.
Tells me a few lies.
I know I love him
but my heart is dim.
I need to get away
that's all I pray.
Blind eyes can't see
what is in front of me.
I keep glancing.
He keeps prancing.
"Aren't you going to let me go free?"
But he too only sees me.
Nicholl McGuire
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