I remember when I was seven, kneeling beside my bed, praying to God to find my Uncle and make him okay. But God didn't answer my prayer, God decided my Uncle was better off floating down the Kentucky River for three days with an unknown cause of death. Then taking my Grandmother who was the only woman in my life until I was nine. He took her by surprise. Driving my (Step) Grandfather insane and into an elderly home in Ohio. Never to be seen again after 2009. My biological Grandfather gave us a warning that he was dying. He had given up on fighting cancer so he stopped with his treatments and medication. He thought he had reached his end. Dear God, Why are you erasing my family? Did I do something that didn't please the almighty?

We outgrow our religion like our hand-me-downs.

Unknown God, Unknown future. We face the west, anxiously awaiting for Christ's second coming but what if he's already given up on us? Or came to take those he liked?
His favoritism is a sick game.

Why do I think everyone hates me?

my mind whispers: well, dear, you need to love yourself before you can think other people love you.

I am not afraid of love.
I am afraid of being hurt beyond repair.

I am afraid of giving my all to one,
Who may not always be there.

I am afraid of losing myself
And never finding my way back.

I am afraid of falling in love--
If you aren't falling back.

As it sits alone, salty and dried
on the edge of what I call a trap
is it a trap for fools of course it is
it is common knowledge on the map.
But the mice dont think so
they scamper towards a lovely treat
The little ones hear a loud snap
and they jump before it catches their feet.
But it is their heads that get it, oh dear
they are not wanted not amongst the men
Cheese was their end, their fate
and so for the mice, they move on again.

I can't find words to describe how much you mean to me.
It's like I have everything all at once.
I wish that I had a reason to let you see,
That your perfect the way you are!
Ya! I'm an insane, candy freak,
Who got left alone one too many times.
Your a chocolate addict who is all but weak,
And you can't feel what hurt you outside, but it always hurts within.
Don't be alone,
I've got your back.
Take a chance on that final stepping stone.
You can do it.
Just when you do, don't leave me behind like everyone else...

I say that I dont need clingy or like it but I'm kinda a sucker for clingy. I love being shown someone cares I love being constantly kissed and hugged and held and just have contact. I ou e being told you love me and I love being told I'm cute or attractive. I love when you grab my ****. I love clingy and I know you aren't one to be clingy but dang I'm so clingy. I like when you talk to me and I like being complimented. I love singing to you ****** songs that I make up while I go. I love loving you. You don't have to be clingy but I like that ****.