The crossroad

I can't make you stay..but I can set you free.
I can do what in my heart feels right.
I can eat the pain because my intentions are good.
And I can't make you love me..but I can love you the best way I can.
And I know that I have to let you go.
I know that you need love and support.
I know that you know yourself but that you also need to find yourself
and do what feels right for you.
Just don't forget about me, that I'll always be here for you.
You've helped me realize my potential and realize a great deal.
I want you to find happiness and a sense of contentment.


To be continued..

Stronger Than You

Isn't it all the same? Aren't we all the same people, doing the same things, living the same lives?
Tell me what is so different.
Baby you got me gone.
You got me so far gone I wish not to return.
You know and understand that I am smart so of course I know.
I know that you could never be mine.
I know that you are the same, making pretend like you've changed.
Baby I know.
You don't take me for a fool but I take myself for a fool.
For being by your side.
For holding your relentlessly unfaithful dirty hand.
Oh what lament is felt on my behalf.
Here I am.
I took you for who you were.
I took your dirty hand.
I took your words.
I took your guilt.
Here I stand because you've deserted me on my own two feet.
Because I, stronger than you was planted into the dirt.
I, let my roots sink in.
I, am always unwavering.
Through the rain. Through the clouds. Through the wind. Through the heat. Through the cold.
I am here.
Because I am stronger than you.

THE RE-UP PART 1

I've decided to take everything positive that I can think of that I have posted on my facebook ect. and posting it all in one place, so that if I ever need a reminder..it is all right here:


"The lord will not give you more than you can handle."


I know I can not change the world, but I gotta keep moving...gotta keep pushing. Gotta hope for the best. Gotta pray for positiveness and let the negative roll off. I can draw strength from myself even if I have to go it alone. Focus on the "Do's" and not the "Don't"s Gotta stay up.


"God grant me the serenity 
to accept the things I cannot change; 
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference."


Positivity..Go the distance. Be the difference. And give of yourself. Sacrifice. Patience. Love. Consideration. Hope. And Faith. Keys to success in all aspects of life!


ENLIGHTENMENT-(I've come so far): We all deserve to be happy...even the fucked up people. Even the miserable people. We do. Some way. Some how. Even if it means by means of sacrifice.The fucked up people wouldn't be fucked up if they found happiness. Miserable people wouldn't be miserable. That's why you should only want that for everyone. So in the end. I will be acknowledged eventually by someone! lol


It's so easy to get wrapped up and brought down by darkness. Strength lies within the positive, within the light. I believe in me. I believe in the goodness of my heart. I believe in my strength.  This heart that makes me beautiful.  My loyalty.  My patience.  My presence.  My dedication.  I pray that I am shown the way.  I pray for peace. I pray for love. I pray for hope, faith, and forgiveness.  The good. Staying strong upon the good.  And may these things keep me lofty. 

Flashlight

I've been braving the forest with
the insects and creatures that inhabit it
including the blood sucking mosquitoes, leeches
and snakes.
I made it through the treacherous water filled with piranhas.
Through the thick mud into a cave.
In this dark dark abyss
I reach my hand out to the cave walls feeling to my surprise..crystals
Wanting to know and see the beauty of them in a well lit manner.
But all I have is this flashlight.

Wicked Games

She sits in the corner
against the cold chill of rustic red bricks
hard wood floor beneath her
arms wrapped around herself.
the light reflects off of the rain stained windows
through the blinds.
green, red, yellow lights.
Tall empty bottles around her followed by an Empty glass.
she presses her fingertips against the sides of her head.
I glimpse tears forming in her eyes.
she gives a whimper.
in the opposite corner I lean against the wall
arms crossed.
Cigarette smoke rising in the darkness.
The whimper grows into a sob.
I can hear her breathing convulsions.
She curls into fetal position on the floor.
I feel a burn growing in the center of my chest.
I press the cigarette butt against the ash tray.
I grab my coat and my keys.
I step over her body as I head for the door.
She grabs my pant leg wailing.
I pull my leg away.
The doorknob is ice cold as I turn it.
The lights in the hall flicker as I walk
away.

The song was my inspiration.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o9PuAm7d0PA