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Alicia Jan 2014
For Rayne.
I promise to make you proud.
I solemnly swear I will be the best big sister I can be for you.
I never want to bring about a frown to such an innocent, tan face.
Nor would I ever want to transfer negativity to your sacred space.
What I do, I do for you.
Seven years young, and you have the biggest heart of all.
I know you've seen me at my worst,
and you've seen me at my best.
And for you, I keep my head held high and poke out my chest.
You've been there to pick up the pieces.
You've been a shoulder for me to cry on.
You've given me free hugs and kisses.
And you're always one of the first to hear about what guy broke my heart
and on him, you're ready to beat on.
Rayne, you are as pure as the rain falling from the sky.
You are as bright as the sun when it's at its highest.
You are as precious as it gets, and I wouldn't trade you for the world.
Baby sister, one day I want you to hear this.
I want you to know I've told the world how much I love you.
I know I remind you every day,
and I know that it may seem annoying.
But this is something that will never go away.
Baby sister, one day I will give you the world.
And if I don't or if I can't, at least you'll know I tried for you.
Hands down, I will go to the ends of the earth for you.
Devin Rayne, I love you.
*81413
A dedication to my baby sister. Her favorite poem, of course.

Twitter: @the_monAlicia
Audio: soundcloud.com/liciii/for-rayne
Alicia Jan 2014
You betrayed me.
As if I did you wrong and you
decided to pull back my arms,
tie my hands behind me, and I had no
choicebut to accept the dagger slowly
approaching my back.
You abandoned me.
I let other guys that I thought were worth
it fill this vacant space in my heart
while you were gone. And no matter how
long they were around, they could never give
me enough. Because of you,
no other man could suffice. No one was enough.
No man could ever compare to you.
We were madly in love and so sure that
we would be each other's always and forever,
but that's old news. I was convinced you were the
one because I've seen the truer side of you.
You even told me that you knew I was, too.
I know you better than anyone else.
No one can break you down the way that I do.
Searching for flaws but there were none to be found,
and now that has changed.
I have unveiled a monster that I
thought I would never see.
I was convinced you weren't too good to be true.
So as the dagger is nearing and I am
preparing for this pain I am forced to endure,
you tell me that you love, that you always will.
You tell me that I'm special and to never forget it.
But you're taking life away from the only one you'd go to war for.
So as your words cut deeper and my emotions are strained,
I try to remind myself of every moment we shared.
Maybe that will take away the pain.
It worked before.
Maybe I'm insane.
*121113
Twitter: @the_monAlicia
Audio: soundcloud.com/liciii/22-minutes
Alicia Jan 2014
Maybe. Maybe this could work.
Maybe you and I could see each other in a different light,
create a different life together.

Maybe. Maybe we could show everyone that love isn't all heartbreak
and that it isn't always bad. That it can be beautiful.

Maybe. Maybe we could prove doubters wrong and make known
that giving up isn't always the solution.
That problems have answers and issues can't be solved.

Maybe. Maybe we could not only walk a path together, hand in hand,
but maybe we could pave the road of contentment and lead those with curious minds.
Maybe we could bring about such wonder and leave others guessing how this became so good.

Maybe. Maybe we could set a bar.
A bar that others believe is hard to reach but is simple with the right mindset and the determination to love with such passion.

Maybe. maybe we could let others know that it's okay to worry,
but not enough to the point where everyone knows your next move.
Let them guess. Keep them wondering.
They want to know, believe me.

Maybe we could show the world that love is genuine and kind.
Maybe we could prove that outsiders do not matter as long as you and I have each other.
That no matter what trials may come,
love will conquer them all.
*10913
Twitter: @the_monAlicia
Audio: soundcloud.com/liciii/maybe
Alicia Jan 2014
Please excuse my vulnerability.
I have been broken.
My heart has been shattered many times before.
Every time I found the strength in myself to piece it back together,
slowly but surely,
what is left of me is walked over. Ignored.
I have felt alone in a room full of genuine souls.
Speaking my truth, expressing my hurt.
I have yet to be heard.
For my truth is my loudest cry,
and no one seems to completely understand.
I have tried to search for my soul,
my life-long friend.
Once alive but we lost touch.
Maybe it's simpler for it to come and find me.

I am broken.
I'm not used to this feeling,
and I cannot really escape from the fact
that it is so **** difficult to pick myself up
from the fall.
Normally, I would never accept defeat.
This time, it got the best of me.
Maybe one day I will lift my head enough
and remind myself of the light that's at the end of the tunnel.
Though at this moment,
all I know is the darkness surrounding me.
I am broken. I am vulnerable.
I have accepted it. This is me.
*112313
Twitter: @the_monAlicia
Audio: soundcloud.com/liciii/broken
Alicia Jan 2014
We always dreamt of
one day seeing the morning rays
peek through the blinds and
watching the emerald green leaves
go with the wind.
Watching one of us take deep breaths
during our slumber.
Admiring each other until your fingers
locked with mine. For so long,
this seemed to be just words, and then
it came to be.
*82413
Twitter: @the_monAlicia
Audio: soundcloud.com/liciii/sunrise
Alicia Jan 2014
Be
The queen
never lets the walls of her castle
keep her away from His beauty.
She catches the sunrise,
letting the rays
bring warmth about her skin.
She takes off her slippers,
she takes off her jewels.
Barefoot, she approaches the shore.
Listening
to the sound of roaring waves,
letting the water meet her feet.
Laying in cool, green grass.
Inhaling positivity,
exhaling negativity.
She whispers,
"I am free."
*82413
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Alicia Jan 2014
My most powerful emotions,
locked away in a room that no one can enter
but me. Privacy.
I threw away the key.
I tried
pouring them into the lake one evening,
one, by one. But they continued to follow me
like my shadow that appears on every single wall
that I see. I tried to
bury them along with the seeds I planted in the garden.
They continued to follow me.
Every time I looked in the mirror,
I tried to
copy and paste the facade I let the world see.
I wanted to make it permanent,
but that was impossible. So I
locked them away in a room that no one can enter
but me.
I threw away the key.
I needed privacy.
*82413
Twitter: @the_monAlicia
Audio: soundcloud.com/liciii/privacy
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