Saturday, December 19, 2009

Connecting the dots.

You look into the mirror and see a face staring back at you. It mocks your every move. It could even talk back to you, if you tried.

I puzzle what I see looking back at me. I see beauty and caramel coated skin, but if I look deep within the soul I see pain and confusion. This girl has so much potential but she doesn't know which path to follow. In her mind she pictures herself in Manhattan, pursuing her dreams as a Journalist, drinking Chai, and reading great novels. She wants her significant other to love her just as much as she loves him. She wishes her mother hadn't forsaken her. She pursues a dream to change the world with her inner peace and dreams.  

My hero.


Monday, December 14, 2009

Garden of loyalty.

If I had my own world, it would be a place that is magical. Full of light and color. People would have wings. Violence would not exist. Happiness and joy would fill the hearts of the people. Fairies and mermaids would be common. Death would never be known. Heaven on earth this place would be. Where everything was living, not a weed in sight. Mother Nature would bring only light breezes, light rain, and light snow. Danger was not known. Animals were friends to the people. They were not a source of food. The people only ate fruits, vegetables, grains, fresh water, and milk from the cows. Life was simple and graceful.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Unspoken words.

Yeah, I am here. My heart is beating and my blood is racing. I can feel my thoughts overpowering my unspoken words. I dread time when I am alone. When I think and think. People say I am crazy, so I let them think what they want. Part of my believes I am, but honestly isn't there is a little crazy in us all? When I fully succeed in finding happiness it always draws backward and leads to emptiness. I know there is something missing. Pretty much a part of me is missing. Such as a lung, a heart, a kidney, something. I dig through my thoughts, run through the streets, sing out my lungs, but nothing. I want to scream! My hands are trembling, my cheeks are pale, and my heart is pounding. I need you, I need you, I simply need you!

Thursday, November 12, 2009