I remember you like yesterday
You are the one I let get away
I will find my heart, my soul, myself again
I am wondering where I have been
Once I find me, the healing will begin
Forever, my own best friend
Love myself first till the end
If I never make a penny off my writng I will still love to write. I just want to be read and to quiet the thoughts in my head. When I empty my mind of the thoughts I have it fills up with new ones. My thoughts are emotionally provoking. Read my emotions and enjoy the ride. kisses Blu
I remember you like yesterday
You are the one I let get away
I will find my heart, my soul, myself again
I am wondering where I have been
Once I find me, the healing will begin
Forever, my own best friend
Love myself first till the end
Eyes, can be so betraying
They speak the opposite of what you are saying
There, that twinkle, gives away the lies
Hard words spoken just to disguise
That little smirk makes the eyes squint
The bright fiery coals of your soul glint
Claiming a heart of limited space
The eyes seeking a soft, safe, loving place
Eyes Sharp as the hunter stalking prey
looking for a softer heart to slay.
He knows
The darkness inside me
That I wont even write about.
He knows
The turbulence in my soul
How my heart and my mind fight it out.
He knows
The silence of my thoughts
Is how deafening the pain can shout.
He knows
All the secrets I hide
And still believes in me with out a doubt.
While you are out here trying to make yourself a name
and running around still playing teenager games
I'm out here being grown.
Everything I have got I have got on my own.
I make sure the kids and I have everything we need.
I don't live my life based on greed.
But know this, just because I don't move like you do
That doesn't mean I don't make a move or two.
You have your schedule and I have mine.
When I am ready, remember, you stepped out of line.
I didn't know the friendship wasn't real.
My desire is more mental which makes the fire more surreal.
Embers need to be fanned lightly to burn higher
Too much oxygen, too fast, puts out the fire.
I know, life is short and we never know what tomorrow brings.
You don't get what you want by forcing the song bird who isn't ready to spread her wings
Why should I make you my Morning, Noon, and Night?
When it isn't me you seek at mornings light?
You get what you give with me.
I'm Nobody's Fool... Nobody
You want everyone around you to let you be you?
Go ahead and be You boo.
Just know that I'm going to be me and do me too.
You get what you give with me.
Don't like it? I don't really care my G.
You can change or leave.
You can take what you give or be faithful?
No?
Then its a wrap.
Go ahead and go.
I write to stay alive and survive when the thoughts in my head make me wish I were dead,
I write to relieve and to breathe when life is not fair and the pain is sucking all my air,
I write to know, to understand and to grow when conflicting emotions are confusing my loyalties and devotions,
I write for me and to give my words a place to express free when there is doubt I can trust anyone to let me talk it all out,
I write to dream because as free as I seem there is a huge wall holding me captive and keeping me small,
I write to feel because the numbness is very real when I know what I know and I still cant let go,
I write just because and to relive what once was when the present Im living is no longer pleasant,
I write for you to arouse an emotion or two with passionate poetry with hopes you will dote on me,
I write because that is what I do, for me to know me and for you to know me too,
writing is the most honest thing I do and it is truly my pleasure to share it with you.
I’ve had better days
Lazy Days
And some very hazy days
S A T U R D A Y S
Are my favorite days
Sunny days
Or rainy days
Icy cold, my least fave days
Even less than Mondays
All the memories of Yesterdays
I love to reminisce the days
The optimism for future days
Still A M A Z E!