DEEP DARK SECRETS

DEEP DARK SECRETS

I know you're no angel and I know the devil’s not your friend.

I know there’s things that only you know that you keep deep within.

There're things that you’re not proud of and you have your regrets.

There’s a place that only you know that’s filled with your deep dark secrets.

Somewhere between good and evil and somewhere between right and wrong,

There’s a place in the darkness with a light shining through as you search for a place you belong.

There are things in your past that keep jumping up and giving you fits.

You think you can make them go away, all your deep dark secrets.

I know there’s a pedestal where your angel sits.

I know you have a devil that hides in the pits.

What I see from you is good, because that’s all I ever get.

But I know somewhere is a closet full of skeletons hiding your deep dark secrets.

Everyone has their dirty laundry and I know you have yours too.

I don’t want to know them all, but I would like to know a few.

Some people have things buried so very deep, and as time goes by they forget.

Even if you chose not to remember your demons, they’re still your deep dark secrets.

Some people hide their demons right in plain sight.

They just dress them up so they look like they’re right.

But a demon is a demon on that you can bet.

No matter how they look, they’re still your deep dark secrets.

You can look in the darkness for all that’s bad and all their lies.

The ones that are truly evil will take it with them on the day they die.

When they get to where they’re going, there will be people they’ve met.

Maybe then they can reminisce about all their deep dark secrets.

In‑between the depths of what’s evil and the heights of what’s good,

Is a place where most of us are, well at least we should.

If you keep everything in the middle, and that’s as bad as it gets,

Then they won’t be too deep and they won’t be too dark your deep dark secrets.

If you show me your darkness I can see what’s true,

Then shine your light and show me the real you.

Open your secret door and please have no frets.

You’ll feel better once you’ve shared your deep dark secrets.

I’ll show you my demons if you show me yours.

Exposing all your demons is what holds the cure.

Demons can take on a life of their own, so dig them up if they’ll let.

I can put our demons together and bury them with my deep dark secrets.

STANLEY HENDRIX

12/31/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

DEAR SANTA

Dear Santa, I know I haven't been all that good,

But if I had someone to love, I promise to do what I should.

I want someone that will be there for better or worst.

I want someone that I can hold to the highest and she will put me first.

Dear Santa, I know it's the giving time of year.

I don't want much, just someone special to hold near.

I know there are people more in need than I.

I just want someone to touch and hear her sigh.

Dear Santa, I don't want any presents or toys.

I want a love that will last and all those little joys.

I just want someone to love me for me,

And not try to change me into what they want me to be.

Dear Santa, would it be wrong of me, would it be too much to ask,

For someone that will always be here, for a love that will last.

I know there is supposed to be someone for me and someone for you,

But so far, I haven't found that someone special that's true.

Dear Santa, there is someone that I want for this happy occasion,

But she can't be with me because there are some complications.

She has her reasons and I have my commitments just for a start.

There are many reasons on this day that will keep us apart.

Dear Santa, there are so many things that I will miss,

So these are the things I want for Christmas.

To hold her in my arms is at the top of my list.

The next gift I want to unwrap is her sweet kiss.

Dear Santa, to breath her essence deep in my soul,

And to caress her body with my eyes is my goal.

I want to lightly stroke her mind with my fingertips.

I want to touch her thoughts ‘till she begs me to quit.

Dear Santa, I know there is someone out there waiting for my love.

I'm just asking for a love sent from the stars above.

Santa please send that special love meant just for me.

Then wrap this love in pretty paper with a big bow and put it under the tree.

STANLEY HENDRIX

12/25/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

Someday she’ll think back

When I was twelve, there was Carol, a love of the puppy type.

We didn’t know what we were doing and it was filled with hype.

There was kissing and hugging that was just a game by two young souls lost on a raft.

Maybe someday she’ll think way back in her mind and have a good laugh.

When I was fourteen, there was Barbara, the one that got away.

I was busy with other things, I had other games to play.

I was coming, she was going, and at fourteen there were other things that had me on the prowl.

Maybe sometime in her life, she’ll go back to that place for a while.

When I was fifteen, there was Jewel that I had to travel to see.

After a few trips, I found it was my cousin she wanted, so it wasn’t meant to be.

I got the news in a letter of the Dear John kind.

Maybe from time to time she will stop and think back and I’ll be there on her mind.

When I was seventeen, there was Elaine, a love that I knew was my soul‑mate.

But after coming back from the war, well I just got there too late.

Sometimes we are in love but it’s not what it seems.

I hope at night, when she closes her eyes, that sometimes I’ll be in her dreams.

When I was nineteen, there was candy, my sweet Seattle romance.

I was in the navy and met her quite by chance.

When I got out of the navy, I went home and for us, that was the end.

Maybe there will be a time when she will think back and remember she had a friend.

When I was twenty‑one there was Georgia and things went too fast.

Before I knew it I was married, but without true love, things didn’t last.

I know things didn’t go so well, I know things ended kind of bad.

I hope that when she thinks back on this part of her life, she won’t be too sad.

When I was twenty‑three, my soul‑mate Elaine and I crossed paths on the road of life.

Things were different now, I was different, she was different and I still had a wife.

Maybe someday we’ll meet again on that road from the past.

Maybe someday she’ll think back and wonder why a love so deep couldn’t last.

When I was thirty‑three, I met Deborah, wife number two.

It seemed like this time I had found a love that was true.

At first, we were so glad, but now it seems like we’re always so mad.

Maybe someday after I’m gone, she’ll think back about the good times and not the bad.

There have been many women that I’ve known over the years in my life.

There was family, those that were my friends, I had lovers and some were my wife.

There were those that I knew for many years, and some for just a little while.

 From time to time maybe they will think back of me and smile.

STANLEY HENDRIX
12/21/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

I’M YOUR MAN

If you need someone to be your friend,

If you need someone that will be there ‘till the end,

If you need someone to just hold your hand,

When you need someone, I’m your man.

If you need someone to pick you up when you are down,

If you need someone to be your clown,

If you need someone to be your fan,

When you need someone, I’m your man.

If you need someone to get you where you need to be,

If you need someone to help your soul be free,

If you need someone to help you make stand,

When you need someone, I’m your man.

If you need someone to be your light in the dark,

If you need someone to give you that extra little spark,

If you need someone to listen and understand,

When you need someone, I’m your man.

If you need someone for when the battle is nigh,

If you need someone to help you fly to the sky,

If you need someone that will give you all they can,

When you need someone, I’m your man.

If you need someone to take one for the team,

If you need someone to paddle you up stream,

If you need someone to help you with your band,

When you need someone, I’m your man.

If you need someone to help you with your exams,

If you need someone to be with you while you’re on the lamb,

If you need someone to ride with you as you cross this land,

When you need someone, I’m your man.

If you need someone that will kneel with you and pray,

If you need someone to save you to fight another day,

If you need someone, my name is Stan.

When you need someone, I’m your man.

STANLEY HENDRIX

12/14/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM