#choosing
storing up goodness
a choice to share
a freewill freedom
or a freewill cage.
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 7:20 AM UTC
I leave the choosing to God
-Heaven knows that's best.
Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 10:08 AM UTC
You walked up to me this morning and told me it was you or her.
I chose you out of habit, not out of choice.
I felt pressured to choose you.
Why do I have to choose between you two?
I don't know what happened
I thought we were okay
Why are we choosing sides now
Why do I have to choose?
I wasn't in the drama, I don't know why I have to choose.
I chose you, in 100 different lives I would choose you
Why can't I be friends with her too?
Why are you making me choose?
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 10:51 AM UTC
We were never perfect—
I knew that the way
one knows rain will fall
even after clear skies.
I learned early
that expectations bruise easily,
that hope, when crowded,
forgets how to breathe.
So I let most things go—
promises, futures,
the shape love is supposed to take.
But you—
you were never an expectation.
You were a certainty
I didn’t need to name.
I asked for nothing else.
Not more, not better.
Just you,
standing where you already were.
And you stayed.
That’s how I know—
this isn’t perfection.
This is enough.
Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 2:11 PM UTC
Luh luh bye
World turned awry
Can healing truly fare
while trauma’s branding begs despair?
Nihilism calls a *****
‘Til someone comes, claiming their say.
“Don’t you dare establish fame!
The heart’s domain is mine to spare.”
Nov 11, 2025
Nov 11, 2025 at 1:09 AM UTC
It first
started
as a whisper in the night
in the dark
maybe just maybe
theres a way out
of this darkness
a light at the end of the tunnel
maybe just maybe
I can actually heal myself?
maybe just maybe
I can create a life
of my desire
and so with time she chose herself
over and over again
through her pain
through her sorrow
through all of the men who left her beaten
and broken off the side of the road
beaten beyond words beyond comprehension
how much the pain caused her
how much the violation the violence
broke her so deep
like shards of glass
tormenting her
insides ,
of how the men hurting her
hurt her soul
broke her soul so deeply
that it felt like her heart would bleed
literal blood all of the time,
Through the sorrow
of other women choosing men over her
and throwing her into the arms of violent men
to be tortured by those men
yes I have lived through all of this and worse
and yet I have learned to choose myself
through it all
to stand tall
to not allow them to see you falter
so next time someone tells you
that you don't have choice
I say I beg to differ
humans always have a fking choice!
I have claimed my rightful place in this land
by the strength of my own two feet
and I choose healing
each day of my life
to heal myself for me
for my ancestors
and for all of those who come after me
although the journey is not done
I choose it for me
and for myself.
Aug 18, 2023
Aug 18, 2023 at 2:33 PM UTC
isn’t it strange that we don’t name ourselves?
because if i had the choice, i would be named: the girl with wavy or curly hair that never belongs anywhere
or the girl who believes in God more than herself
the girl who fears rejection like it is Covid-19
the girl who wished upon a star, but is still waiting on her delivery
the girl who is senseless who knows nothing about anything
the girl whose best friend left her when she was thirteen
the girl who associates made up or distant people with safety and security
the girl who listens to too much music and it clouds her judgment
the girl who re-enacts movies after she sees them play onscreen
the girl who gets lost in Disney movies and doesn’t enjoy reality
the girl who died after eighth grade and is despising the high school experience
the girl who purposely curses herself on friday the thirteenth
the girl who lost her mind and has lost all her glory
eruption, disaster, ugly, failure, useless, dramatic, romantic, not even close to funny, unintelligent, boring, exhausting to be around, psychotic, waste of space, crazy
the girl who is anyone, but what my parents named me
the girl named…
Aug 1, 2022
Aug 1, 2022 at 4:54 PM UTC
What choices would I change if I started from anew?
What lessons from my life to change to see another view?
Would I make the same mistakes or choose another way?
Would I speak out just as loud at the times I had my say?
How would I react to the things I've seen men do?
Could I hope to be braver and help those it was done to?
Would I choose to stand when I saw the need to fight?
Would I still see the same things I do now as being right?
Would I still choose to hurt those I caused pain to?
Knowing that the choice once made is impossible to undo.
I know I cannot go back and do it all over from the start,
but if I did it all again, I would live it with a bigger heart.
Oct 18, 2021
Oct 18, 2021 at 10:18 AM UTC
And now our story has ended.
We've said what had to be said.
We just went around in circles.
The world kept spinning and so did my mind.
I loved you but now I just hate you.
We just kept spinning in the same tangled lines.
Like we're constantly stuck in each others minds.
I let go not because I wanted to.
I let go because I had to choose myself this time over choosing you.
Circles that's what it felt like with you.
Stuck in a never ending nightmare of unloving myself just to love you.
You said my feelings are temporary, that I always ended up pushing you away.
What you didn't see was that it was you that pushed me away, when you hid and darkened parts of you just to show me the sides you wanted me to see.
I opened up my doors to you, gave you the keys to the doors that I've left locked for a long time.
But we just went around in circles, because your words and promises never materiliased.
And in the end... we were really just strangers, with memories best left locked up, because we never really knew each other.
Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 9:57 PM UTC
Choosing doesn’t matter much as choosing to be a somebody, would matter… If not for the totality that is the whole (“trying bit”). Trying is like the ultimate reaction time! Not because it has anything to do with choosing something whether or not it’s good or bad, whilst (choosing doesn’t matter) could actually benefit your own (trying phase) into a (somehow) newer light. Why you may ask of this very detail that seems to not shed any more “obvious” light to what’s already been the most obvious of ideals chosen to be the main majority of facts by today's standards…? Well it completely doesn’t. As it entirely does, also. You see both choosing to do something whilst (trying to simply do that very thing) aren’t the same by ANY standards. As their both each other’s direct counterparts! Given standards for a given achieving rate. None will cause you to trade ideal for fact towards choosing over trying. Simply because if choosing doesn’t matter one bit… It’s also fair to say that trying is the ultimate reaction time, because choosing doesn’t matter. Trying is closer to a stimulus. Whilst choosing is closer to a response. A stimulus is better described as being incredibly instinctive. Where you have NO motion, except for what your mind feels when constantly being pulled in so many directions it doesn’t know which way to advise itself otherwise. Commonly being used as a “deterrent for disaster” when being controlled by the very thing it’s meant to control. A response however, is nothing without its stimulus to direct the trigger that at which made you react towards firstly. Warping your very bodies need to get wrapped up into itself. (More direct artificial stimulus rises and falls confusing the bodies signals…which politely anyways sends back to the mind safely.) Threatening to shower even more reactions down on itself from the literal inside out! Nevertheless, this was good for the mind. Gave it some closure as the “god of your own body”! Mind could personally get back at the body for pulling it into thinking it was the god! When truthfully, it was simply the deprived mortal acting as the constant, repeating, signalling pack mule! Hast to know its place after all… Am I right…?! The mind said, confident in its very words. All because the body reacted to something it inadvertently forced the mind into thinking it was being pulled around in so many directions, it didn’t know how to otherwise order its entire counterpart to simply halt! Simply by saying…STOP! However, you must know by now in today's age, that when something is amiss, you don’t simply surrender lightly. Especially when it doesn’t feel right. You ALWAYS listen to when something doesn’t FEEL…RIGHT! Am I right…?!
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 3:06 PM UTC
God chooses for His/Her work
those with (the most) shameful pasts,
falls
or black paint
on their soul “used-to-be-there”,
the ones we might call
the **** of the earth,
for once changed
and renewed
they know God’s omnipotence,
love,
greatness
the best
and can be the most surprising
of His/Her art
in the process of creating
the New Earth
already.
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 2:40 PM UTC
Come what may
on that day
win or lose
you will choose
what to do
and be true
to your word
as you heard
in your mind
of that kind.
When it comes
do the sums
to find out
all about
what the cost
'ere it's lost
will then be
so you'll see
if you can
that time span.
Take a risk
be not frisk
with the time
of your prime
otherwise
you'll surmise
and be left
seen bereft
without scope
of that hope
you will need
to succeed.
_______
Mar 6, 2020
Mar 6, 2020 at 1:58 AM UTC
Do you ever crave a person?
Not just physically,
but mentally.
You want the soothing sound of their voice.
The way they say your name,
and everything that comes out of their mouth.
But I'm afraid,
because I have someone already.
And one cannot live with 2 lovers.
One cannot be in love with more than one person.
But I am.
I feel this love coming from you,
the "they make me feel better when im upset." Or
the "this is the person i want to call every night and tell them about my day."
I love them both,
but must i choose?
If I do.
I choose you.
Mar 15, 2019
Mar 15, 2019 at 6:53 PM UTC
Along the path I have taken
Flowers and thorns had welcomed me
It’s not an easy road ahead of us all
To the day I finally reach its end.
On that day, I’ll lose one of my abilities
The constant reassurance, a necessity
As I lower my gaze from the horizon
A certain light enters my line of vision.
That’s what I think whatever will happen to me
On the day I reach my final destiny
Not that I full on anticipate such thing
But I can’t help but wonder about this upcoming finale.
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 7:49 PM UTC
You’re either here or you're out
Don’t go back in forth into my life
You can’t care
Here and there
Just to ease your peace of mind
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 1:34 PM UTC
I wonder if you have regrets
the "What Ifs" you question yourself
that at some point you want to find
the answers to that
...
I wonder if I could endure
when you find your way back
to that before
to her
that "What If" you're already
HAPPY
without me
I guess I found the
answer
to wait and see
if it's
m e
or
s h e
Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 11:58 PM UTC
Have you ever stumbled upon a flower,
next to her, you were seated;
a gaze you never gave,
and time passed by just like that.
She didn't bloom as you expected her to be,
shining under the sun's rays,
a bud that didn't open -- yet
existing yet not appealing -- she was just about to bloom.
Have you ever stumbled upon a flower,
as the sun was setting, you stood up;
"please wait," she was begging
yet you never loved her so you left.
The shy flower, yes it's tiny
no one would pick her, no one was there;
twenty feet, her perfume travelled;
it was her time to flourish at night.
You never loved that flower,
neither picked her petals nor sniffed its scent;
she ended up saying "I love you,"
with lost worth, is she the unlucky one?
She was a tender perennial, you unlucky one.
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 3:21 AM UTC
To Choose or Not to Choose. is it a Choice?
For the love of o!
I learned not to choose when I realized the choice had already been made.
What do I mean by that and why am I telling you this?
I say choose to choose
with 2 os because choose with 2 os is not- choice with one.
Oh, no. (Both with one o) And I love os.
Now anybody who's anybody knows that os come in two varieties.
Single os and double os.
And then there are cheerios and xs and os.
Oh, and how, (both with one o), those were the days when things were simple.
An x was just an x and an o was just an o.
Now we have so many choices.
Do you see what I mean?
Kind of like the days when women were women and men were men.
And kids didn’t get to choose. (with two os.)
Yuk, we were so limited back then.
Do you remember the not so good old days?
Everyone knew who they were and they sure as hell knew- they weren’t you.
No choice back then; when men were men, women were women, kids didn’t get to choose and that was the end.
Duality was trending back then.
Now there are so many choices.
Like how many ways can you answer the question?
To choose or not to choose.
Well, any question really.
It’s not that simple anymore.
You do know, yes you do, know what I’m talking about.
Let’s get this straight, I’m quite alright, even endorse the choices, as long as we separate the single os from the double os.
That’s what really drives me crazy.
What about 007.
Why did he need to be double o.
Was there ever a single o that came before the double o.
Did he choose to choose with two os or was there a single o predecessor?
Can’t say. These are questions everyone should ask..
Instead, they choose contrived, manipulated, untrue, fake, phony, falsified, bogus, doctored and utterly ridiculous theater and never concern themselves with the bigger issues in life. yuk
And it is, for this reason, the I take up the challenge and try to answer the more serious, fundamental, visceral, honest, ultimately and timely questions. huh.
Is choosing a choice?
Without hesitation I declare.
Of course, it is not.
Anyone can see that choosing has two os and choice only has one.
Now, some may find this explanation to be quite o literal, but I can assure you it is not.
At the risk of repeating myself.
A simple glance will let you know that choice is not in the choosing for it was- choice it would have two os and it does not.
Not that there should be a preference of os over say xs.
Yet I really like the way it sounds. Xs and os, xs and os.
Cheerios. Happy os. Videos. Delirious. Serious. Not really os- but
That’s the way it rolls in my prose.
Corny, I know.
A rose is never a rose in my prose.
It’s all about the xs and os.
But, one shouldn’t get hung-up on os and neglect the xs.
Oh no.
Hey, what about the x ***
What ***
I thought there were only 2 sexes.
That was then, remember, and this is now.
Wow, I didn’t know you didn’t know.
Well, x ***
Has a nice sound.
And since we're all moving in that direction anyway, seems the x *** just got there a little sooner.
So they just got tired of choosing (with 2 os) and when whoever does the asking, asked, ‘so what *** do you want to be in your next incarnation?’
After realizing the party was over they just shrugged.
I don’t know man. I haven’t had much success with either.
Oh (with one o) that’s too (with 2 os) bad.
Why don’t we put you down as an x.
Ok, I guess, if that’s what you suggest.
I’ll agree to an x for my next ***
But, wait. What the **** that is an x?
An x explained, whoever the **** does the explaining, is a human that shares both sexes.
So, what do you say? Is it a go, (with one o), or is it a nay?
So, if you ask me, there really isn’t any choice at all because it’s already been chosen.
Who did the choosing? Who knows. (both with one o)
Me, I think it was 007 because he has two os and I love os and the hell with my xs.
The subject is so xhausting if you get my gist.
I’ll leave the rest for tomorrow. A wonderful word with three os. A subject yet to be discussed.
So now, I have to go and so I leave you with mucho xs and os.
** ** **
If you don’t mind me saying so. (with one o)
.
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 12:49 PM UTC
There’s something interesting to notice
When one shares their poems
Out there
For one and all to see
There are certain patterns
Certain people
That read certain poetry
When I write short, sweet, to the point
Two lines
Or three
Certain people flock
When I write long
With depth, almost like a story
Others stalk
Then when I let out my inner cynic,
Try something new
Rant out my views
I get a whole nother crowd all together
Comprising sometimes, those from the former two as well
Some go for depressing,
Trying to find someone who matches
Their own soulful nature
Others would rather settle
For some lighthearted fun
And still yet more
Would choose something else
And I wonder how do you choose
How do you pick amongst the multitudes?
Do you even care?
Or is it what’s right in front of your eyes?
Perhaps it’s based on what you like to write?
What you’d like to do?
What you’d like to be?
Who you’d like to be?
Is there even an answer key?
Is there ever?
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 6:10 PM UTC
Sitting next to you
I felt like frozen fire
Nothing compares to how unaware
you felt, and how being with you was dire
Forgot how it felt to be someone
I burnt so much for no reason
You took it all away from me
to me your love was treason
I remember how you held me close
once you were my brightest light
you swore to protect me
for me you picked every fight
I know your life made you weary
and I felt for you, felt all the pain
I thought you needed me to forget
but admittedly you just weren't sane
I realized then that I had lost you long ago
It wasn't my responsibility
to save you from yourself
from lost dreams and your agony
This frozen fire got so cold
I burnt so much for no reason
I had to leave before my soul would have been sold
before entering the last cold season
And I know you beg for my return
and it pains me still to refuse
but your endless winter would never let me burn
and the fire is what I choose
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 10:46 AM UTC
Although I strut like a bright plumed bird
I do not choose-
As a man, I am chosen.
I noted your face first I thought
but it was you who
selected mine. You
who arranged our first well-considered
copulation, who washed and aired
the sheets two days before-
You who arranged the hour.
I who complied.
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 4:14 PM UTC