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Faith May 2017
Morning ****. Lord forgive me....but the only way to get out of bed smiling.
Which of course puts little swagger in your step as you make your way to the shower.
Bliss. Just got ****** now I'm getting clean.

Breakfast. Cooked together. Smile on me.

Walk. Yes, let's explore.

Back home to change. Off to museum. The beauty of art. No words needed.
Faith May 2017
What beautiful morning it is. To awaken and stretch to see my sun filled room. Listening as the birds sing for me.

Happiness all around me as I linger. Up and 4 wheeling is in my early morning glory.

Oh, the beauty of the land that surrounds me. It is wonderful to be alive today.

The smells of the forest after nights rain is heaven.

As we trail along on trails forgotten there's New experience to had.
Faith May 2017
He tantalizes me with tangled words; and like a kitten I bounce and won't let go.

The Devil's quick; he pulls back quickly. I am left looking side to side. Front and back.

Waiting for him.
Faith May 2017
The sun so warm on that October day. We bended down then reached up to pick only the most ripest harvest.

Your smile on this beautiful October day was glimpse in happiness that still reaches me after all these years.

Remember my beloved. After we have gathered how excited we were.

The joys in making your secret recipe.
Faith May 2017
Ever had super bad day where your thoughts shoot out of your mouth? Oops Sorry not Sorry day....

That's  where my oops day starts.  Waking. If I could of just climmed out of bed on the left Side instead of the right there wouldn't of been story to tell.

Days like these **** ***. Nothing goes right. Waking up late, dressing quickly, hair ***** monkey butts, where the hell is my deodorant more important where's my perfume?

No time go. Driving. Making time to stop at a gas station because I was to lazy yesterday to put gas in my car. Fudge. I need caffeine. Cigerrettes.

***. Seriously.

Oh, yes. SERIOUSLY. Running late traffic. It's  not my fault. As I swear to myself as I am stuck behind every stupid person on the planet.

Breathe. Yes, light another cancer stick take swig of caffeine. Breathe again.

Frickin A.....Why?????? There is no realization at this point I am to blame for this clusterfuck of the start of my day.

Yes by the Grace of God ( Seriously) I was perversely on time for work. ( Thank you)

Oh, yes. The start of the day. ( Secret... I  am Server at restaurant) Here we go..here we go.. here we go again...

No... I dropped my cluster at the door when I came in. Why is there cluster when I walked in?

I'm still in the back of the house making my way to the front. ( GOD SHINE YOUR LIGHT)

Fudge it all. Busy day. People into themselves ,harsh. Want want want. No thank you day.

Hum... As I reflected of my day with fake smile. Was it them? Or what I gave off and they felt from my scrabble morning to mid afternoon. Even with the fake smile?

I'm still reflecting on this as I swear when I do my chores. ( It's called side work) Let's be honest at this point I call it the devils work after being there for 2.5 hours after I was done off the floor.

Driving home. Still wishing I had awoken on left side of bed. Call from my best friend. Venting to this beautiful person. Knowing me and who I am.

Yep.....Truth....No One's Fault Then Your Yourself.

Dang.. She's Right...
Faith Apr 2017

With name silences happiness. Not in my game. You are everything remember that. You are not your own destruction. You are your own game.

Your walk your talk doesn't define you. Your game is only your aim.

Education and frame is always where it's at.

Fame is education will and drive your only motivation.

You down and out. It's not your frame. Look up child. Look around. I got your hand.


Drive and Endurance.
Faith Apr 2017
Why do I hold on to you? Are standing still with each other is Disastrous.        

The day I met you I knew I wanted to *******. Seeing you standing there. Eyes locked on mine. I wanted to jump at you. To get taste of your lips. Your kiss is like eating icecream cone on Hot Summers Day. DELICIOUS.

You made me work to get you. I didn't mind. I knew in time I would get you.
Oh, when I got you. I wasn't disappointed. You were everything I knew you would be.
But...Unfortunately... isn't there always one.

You were different. Your differences in time wasn't comparable to what your talents are. There was more.
I would ask you. Plead with you to tell me what these differences are.
All in vain. My words, My tears, my anger and my fears.

In that. In it being shared. It is still open pages.
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