
I Want to be unforgettable.
I want my name to be written in the stars.
I want people to see me bleeding.
I want them to remember my scars.
I want to be remembered as a rebel with or without a cause.
She was a child of the wind,she danced among the stars.
She never met a stranger, she was warm like the sun.
She was a luminary in her own right, She fought for freedom and sunlight.
Never one to be held down.
She was a fighter.
She earned her crown .
She was a mother and a daughter ,
and a best friend too.
She will always be remembered,
Delores we will always love you.
Will you let life dictate to you how your story will go or will you take control?
There is one life to live so take the chance.
Delores would say live life to the fullest and let and let the devil dance.
May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024 at 5:07 PM UTC
The pain, a sorrow that builds in your chest.
When your all tapped out and there is nothing left.
Not wanting to admit the goal was not met.
The hardest thing to do is to live with regret.
Playing the scene over and over again in your mind.
Hoping you will find a solution this time.
It was not meant to be, that is how you settle it in your mind.
An pray to God that peace will come with time.
No more chances to get it right .
The ship has sailed , Goodnight!
May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024 at 4:37 PM UTC
The one that got away
Frustrated and aggravated are the words I used today.
Because this season I met
Ms. The one that got away!
With family's merging, this was to be a soiree
In walks my husbands family and
Ms. The one that got away!
This is why you should RSVP !
So you will know who is coming!
So, You will know who it will be!
My husbands mother looked at me and smiled,
she said Eva was here for a conference
and she would be in town for awhile.
She explained that her and Gabe were old friends and that
they had dated each other since they were 10.
An she wasn't sure why Eva didn't close the deal .
The audacity of his mother bringing that up made me feel quite ill.
My brother smacked me hard on the shoulder
and said " ooh he has a type "
Then Everyone looked at her, than at me,
then my husband guided me up the stairs quickly,
obviously I was not happy
We have the same color hair, the same type of build, same eye color, it was getting quit weird.
As I came back down I stop in my tracks
to observe them together just to see how he acts.
How he melted in a puddle evertime she said whatever
my little girl ran up to her, thinking it was me .
Her dad picked her up and placed her on his knee
when I over heard Eva make such a remark
this is what our future would have been like such a lively spark.
just then I tripped over my dress
I fell down the stairs
I fell really hard and bumped my big head
my husband looked embearessed, he turned and looked away.
with tears welling up in my eyes,
my husband asked if I was ok
I over heard the conversation between you and ms. the one that got away
he kissed my tears and he whispered
please hear what I say
inspite of your clumsiness I just couldn't walk away
I would have been a fool to let you be
the one that got away.
So I looked pass him and I stuck out my tongue at you know who right away
and I'll have to worry about my mother in law clenching
her pearls some other day
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 11:56 PM UTC
When the lie becomes the truth
When the lie becomes the truth,
in that moment are you living your true
authentic you.
In that moment you empowered yourself
to reach and dream the impossible.
You conquer mountain's, and you tamed lions,
you walked slowly barefooted on the scorched earth.
Let me atest, that person is actually you !
it's just the you that you never knew...
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 11:38 PM UTC
When you can't escape the silence of your mind!
You turn to the robots
to fix the sublime !
One key will fit all
that's what they say.
They pat you on the back
and say, it will be ok.
Am I there worst nightmare?
Someone they can not fix?
So I reach deep
Deep down
in my bag of tricks.
Im a different kind
I see through bulls#$t
walls of oppression,
the counterfeit Society,
the feeling of suffocation.
Who am I ?
I am A woman !
Sick of chasing the American dream !
lord knows I tried,
but robots lie.
The American dream is a dream
but it's a nightmare.
A nightmare in disguise.
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 11:34 PM UTC
They say that they See you
But in reality, they don't know what the f*** to do with you!
They say "bear your soul"
we will always be there.
But in reality no one gives a f***
or really cares !
You scream out loud to get some type of reaction.
Yet they mute your voice and give you a distraction .
We are the NOW generation!
We have been groomed to take over
and question damnation.
No longer will we accept the cookie cutter path.
No longer will we accept the things that are placed in our path.
We will raise our voice !
We will hold up our hands !
We will make a difference!
If you can't stand then lean on me.
I'll be your rock I'll be your sanity.
If you can't be in the light I'll sit with you in the dark.
Together we are one we will share the same vein.
We will change this world I promise you it will never be the same.
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 11:23 PM UTC
there's no such thing as a uninjured soldier
We all come back with some type of scar
Whether it's physical are mental
it's not always so obvious to see right where they are
our job is not for the faint-hearted
there were decisions that were made
some stories would never be shared
just know that history was changed
while fancy speeches are given and politeness is practice
those who are in power look to us to have an eye on the factions
those who operate in the Shadows are always aware
that there are only a few
that standing inbetween success and
failure knowing the odds and still
choosing to be there
Nov 17, 2017
Nov 17, 2017 at 10:24 AM UTC
What If everything was obtainable
will that sharpen my focus
on what's worth grabbing
our would it dull my senses so
I'm lullbyed
Into mediocrity
What has history taught
If everything is obtainable
Will it lose its savor and luster
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 8:20 PM UTC
I needed to explore the core of me
then and only then will the truth come out
I was the girl in the mirror
the one they whispered about
I knelt beside the pools of selfishness and pain
disappointments resentment
anger
the view was all the same
pictures of my life
that played over and over again
Draining my river of happiness the steam is growing thin
I know what I have to do is to go further down
I have learned I can't love you if I don't love myself
or else we will both drown.
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 6:45 AM UTC