Father God
Doesn't spare the rod
Or spoil
Any boi or goil.

You don’t want to die.
No.
You want happiness.

You want to wake up in the morning feeling alive with each breath that comes easily and weightless; You just want stop feeling like this is a nightmare you can’t wake up from.

The possibility of happiness manipulates you into thinking you can have it then, inconveniently at the most in opportune time reminds you that happiness is just not something you can have no matter how deep the yearning you have to submerge yourself in it; happiness is there, all around yet just out of reach so that you can see but never manage to have it.

You’re hopeless, alone in a cold darkness that suffocates you, leaving you breathless and isolated from others by past wounds that wont heal.

At times you’re overwhelmed, like a deer in headlights you can’t move; feeling paralyzed not knowing what to do, say, think, should you sit? Waiting until you “unfreeze”
you’re frozen in an attempt to pullaway from an invisible hand that has a tight grasp of your upper arm. Eventually it releases its hold allowing you to move once more leaving you to now wondering, lost on what to do .

Sometimes you’re trying to find reason to live, more reasons than your kids. If it weren’t for the kids you wouldn’t be here. You have tried so many times. But are left to fight for yourself. You’re all you can depend on in the end. Whenever that will be.

I loved you like a daughter but I can't forgive you as a woman
I sure hope you burns in hell but I can't say this out loud
Cause you are my father
But you were her husband first
And I can't change that no I can't change that.

I will never forget when you called her crazy
When she put up your cheating evidence in our faces / on the dinner table.
You laughed messily and denied it cause you are spoiled
It's the same old wives tale
Someone will end it up hurting badly
And it will be always be a woman

Short daddy-longlegs
          crawling up the empty wall,
     how's the wife and kids?

Crystal teardrops,
and an angel's pearly smile,
a heart of solid gold,
a trail of a thousand mile.
A life of loving themes,
romantic rosy dreams.
Beauty that’s versatile,
and a healthy life style.
I am woman.

White veils and fairy tales,
silky paths and crowds that hail.
Kisses and cuddles,
and warm hugs,
sweet love potions,
in crystal mugs.
An abundance of love,
and a burning desire,
a passionate heart,
and a look of admire.
I am woman.

A broken heart and tears of grief,
a shattered soul,
a withered leaf.
Dark mornings and sleepless nights,
fruitless talks and endless fights.
Glasses of wine and painkillers,
words of hope from fortune tellers.
I am woman.

An honest man,
a faithful soul,
an elegant wedding,
in a lavish hall.
A dozen kids and warmer Springs,
and all the joy that life would bring.
An enduring mother with endless love,
a guarding angel,
a bliss from above.
I am woman.

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🙋‍♀️🙋
👩‍🏫🧑‍🏫
👩‍🎓🧑‍🎓
👩‍🍳👨‍🔬
👰‍♀️💒🤵

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🤰👨‍🔬🐕
👼
🤱👨‍🔬🐕
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👶🤱👨‍🔬🐕
🌳🌳🛖
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Mom says
I'm an inchworm,
but when I grow up
I'm gonna be a f
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Your little eyes,
Little nose,
Little cheeks,
Little smile,
And, your adorable babbling,
Will forever be rewards of love...

Your little hands,
Little feet,
Little walk,
Little mischiefs,
And, your cheerful embrace,
Will forever be a boon of life.

i thought i broke my ribs laughing,
young and dying to be seen
i have no better place to be at 12 a.m, but beside you.
i wanna love you
so unapologetically.
you’re the cure to my illnesses.
we ran like little kids and the playground was blue, illuminated by the lights of little houses.
we ran and bolted and had no regrets;
i have no regrets.
i want to love you
like that playground loved school children
its only purpose to love the laughter till it disappears along with the breeze.
i had to disappear too.
i am older now,
and lost and you grabbed my hand and took me with you
and you are so wonderful,
allowing me to become a little kid again
chasing in the street
laughing till our ribs are soft and shattering.
what are we now?
swim with me.
let’s leap from the dock and become one.
i am a kid and you are who i look up to with wide eyes
and a tender soul
hold me in your lap
let me sleep and hold me
hold me
hold me.
so softly
so my ribs do not shatter.