I slowly became rooted within
the fiber’s of my chair, it
supports my life of pain
and grind.

With its needless blues and greens rushing through my veins.

The blues are sadness,
the greens are my favorite
things I miss the most.

I once had a dream now
I am lost amongst the clouds
and the fiber’s of my life.

I once was a shy girl,
I grew into a poetic format
that is rooted in my life like
the chair is rooted in my strife.

My blues are easy to express,
it flows with a slight pressure
a push and shove. Once I open
the gate it floods the page with
my tears and faith.

With my broken heart I fell apart
but poetry keeps it hanging on
by a thread. My love bleeds out…

Love gave me doubt and a reason
to run out. I became its broken jar
full of bruises and tears.
Don’t forget the poetic formats
that bleed from my roots and drowned me in tears.

You became a scar upon my heart.
The scars are inspiration burning
hot and it grows wild deep inside
its depths. Now its rushing,
gushing out.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

You know your a poet when your spitting out poetry and you trip over the words but it still makes sense.

The format keeps flowing, floating in your mind like a leaf on the breeze. It landed upon this page.

Mouthful of grunge and ***** blues leaving my jeans stained with regret, I didn’t express myself sooner than I expected.

Now I am mowing the lawn with over the top wordplay, spitting my poetic fire like a rapper losing volume quite but still slick from losing my grip. I catch myself quick.

Twisted rhythm with grinding rhymes and flooding banks of expression. I never leave without passion, I burn like a wick my candle is hot and half melted. Its wickedness lashing out from the blazing words I am expressing.

Call me a poetic fool but I am not joking, my passion burns holes through the internet disconnected from myself, just so I can express myself.

I think like a flower, my passion withers away if I don’t keep expressing in poetic ways.

I hold a lot of power in my words. Words are mightier than a sword. But only if you keep writing…

Express yourself just keep writing.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

While musing over the past
I feel lost in the fragments
of the memories of you.

You stole my dreams
with your lies that you
love me.

I regret nothing but
holding on longer than
I should have.

Our love is a shadow
a memorial of past pain
and struggle.

I have learned how to
stand stronger, how to
love myself and let go
of expectations of
unforgivable love.

In the end I am no longer
held back by your shadow,
I am stepping out into
the light so I can ones
again shine.

You should be ashamed
of yourself for dimming
the lights so you can
steal the spotlight,
because we were meant
to be a duo sharing
the light.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

My dreams use to bruise
my ego, until I learned to
let go of my ego and reached
for my dreams instead.

I replaced my fears with
passion for life and
the ocean doesn’t have
to calm down because
I learned how to ride
the waves.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

I use to be just another
shadow amongst other
shadows, until one day
I decided to step into
the light.

I grew so bright,
my flame shines like
the sun, you will never
lose my vision for it
burns within your mind.

So many times I have
ran from my fears,
I got tired and decided
to give up and
start a new life.

I allowed doctor’s to open
my head to implant a device
that gave me freedom, I never
knew before, I learned how
to fly and grow my life.

Upon my new found wings
I choose where I go
from here.

I have a lesson for you,
forget what you believe
you are capable of doing,
let go of your expectations
and learn how to join me
within the dreams waiting
for you.

The freedom of acceptance
is a breath of fresh air,
you will feel like you
are flying upon a breeze.
Like a leaf floating on
the wind, you choose
where you land.

Just don’t forget to keep
climbing, and get back up
if you are falling.

A brave person knows when
to rest, a bold person knows
you have to sacrifice to
succeed and move forward.

You know what I sacrificed?

My fears! The one thing
that held me back for years.

My life is blessed because
I love and I wanted to share
my passions with you.

You are the reason I fight
to live my life. I want to
be an example to show all
of you what we are capable
of doing.

You choose if your life
is a hindrance.

We sacrifice our dreams for
society but you don’t have to,
you are a unique, beautiful, living, intelligent being.

Your choices dictate
who you will be.
So be free!

I got brain surgery,
faced my fears so I
can be who I wanted to be.

I am an autistic woman with
a rare movement disorder,
my IQ is 200, and I never
forget.

I don’t want you to forget
how special you are too.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton