My mind is abuzz,
Like a hummingbird does.
It can't be still,
And it was my will
To make everything so,
Because how will I know
The outer limits of my essence
Without spiritual lessons?
Self-taught, fear not,
Happiness is sought
Through a curious burn.
The lessons I learn
From engaging my mind,
Is that I am not blind
To tuning into frequencies,
And avoiding delinquencies
With each new experience,
Learning to control delerience.
My inner being thirsts
For a gift labeled a curse.
I want to break these chains,
Be more than insane.
I want to be free
To be the real me.
Every great individual
Has ideas that are sensational.
So say what you will,
I will have these spiritual spills,
That shakes where I dwell,
And brings me out of my shell.
I have the right to engage
With my mind, uncaged.
Hummingbirds die
If they are caged inside.

I am stronger than those nights
Stronger than that five year old girl-
That fifteen year old girl  
Stronger than a year ago
Than a month or even a week ago
Stronger than yesterday
This, I know, is factual
But that doesn't mean there will not be moments where memories run wild-
Rampant through my bones
Memories which cause my skeletal system to tremble
Memories where the images of which become almost unbearable

But I know,
They say some of the strongest people are the ones who suffer the most
Whatever that suffering may be
Blood still runs through their veins-
Still breathe in the same air as you and I
And they too will overcome

I will overcome
Time after time
Because I am a force on my own-
I am strong enough

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro

The wind blew in from the south
Rumor has it love will kiss thee on thy mouth
There were tulips blooming all around
It was a common park on extraordinary grounds
As the night fell on Du Midi
The moon was full shining brightly upon the city
The month was May and Spring was underway
His eyes were so intoxicating
I danced until my feet ran red
Wishing the night would never end
But soon noon swept in to carry me off
and while saying goodbye I felt it wasn't enough
For days my heart couldn't give it up
There's something about him I can't quite place
and I miss his hand upon my waist
So much so I couldn't bare his embrace
You can trace the devastation as I try to deny
Struggling not to react but failed to mask my demise
The weight of his kiss and beautiful lips expelled
I felt such gravity giving me this hell
But my mind can't reason with my heart and
what was meant to provide closure
only carved a deeper mark

It's nights like tonight
That make me wish
I was under the stars.
To lay on my back
In awe and gaze.
The constellations make life
Feel so utterly simple.

Happiness can cause sadness; In the sense that when we have incredible moments that seem perfect, the feeling of ecstasy that pulses through your veins doesn't last. I live for those moments. The ones that carve a smile on your face and a story in your heart. The ones that take your breath away. The ones that, no matter how hard you try they can't be put into words. And I get sad when it's cold outside and my soul aches for the freedom of summer. I think back about all the times we had and how now they are memories that I try to relive. I wish I could be stuck in those moments forever; to be completely and utterly independent in a haze of pure happiness until the end of time.

I so desperately want to be completely understood; I don't know who I am, and it's confusing and frustrating at the same time. If I had someone else in my head, finding yours truly wouldn't be nearly as scary as it is alone.

I am tired of being used
like medicine to cure other people
when I'm unable to cure myself,

I am tired of being thrown to the side
like a crumpled up peace of paper
that once mattered to you,

I am tired of living in a world where
the only people considered your friends
are the ones who are truly your enemies,

I am tired of having to defend myself
for my actions of for my words

I am tired of being tired