|A world of words, splashed across this world of mine. Some are my stories, others witnessed through my eyes. All criss cross my heart.|
When I was growing up, I could imagine and it would be there with me. Other people couldn’t see. My starship in the sky. Waving to earth good-bye. I could imagine.
I went to pretend lands, escaping the yelling and the hurtful hand. I would imagine that the covers I hid under, let me escape, until I heard his footsteps coming his voice shook my room like thunder. I knew my fate!
I imagine and it would let me escape to far away lands. The bruises and black eye were from my fierce fight. I would lie. I could imagine.
I went often to those lands, finding my solace. Every week my imagination was taking me to a place that was flawless. No bruises, no pain, A place where no monsters reigned. I...
Listening to the voices speak for their political drums, seeing the people march to the political beat.
They say we think for ourselves. I laugh at their words. You are sheep,waiting for the reasons, a reason to riot. A reason to hate. You march to nothing but the deliverance of emptiness that bullies others to your own pace!
You believe you are right. If it offends you, rip it down, burn the books, destroy history. Go to the safe places, hide flee.
We have turned into a nation where we preach being wrong does not matter, get a trophy just for participation.
If our old men and women preach it from the tops of congress, it is progress? No it is hot air with a lot of stress!
A tortured mind of a man.
The silence of her voice brings the echos of my darkness flooding through my tears.
The thoughts of not hearing her hellos etch my loss into my mind. The basic day turns to challenges that cuts deep into my heart.
Nothing changes but the distance of how far my tears fall. Walking, searching to find the memories, sitting wondering why? Laying looking at the sky, but yet the tears still etch down my face, burning their trails!
My voice echos through the night that invades my room. Screaming at an image of my imagination of her walking through my door.
God was it real or is this just a allusion of an illusion placed in my mind. Did her lips say goodbye or did ...
I would watch my dad work so hard, giving us all we had. Man I didn't need anyone else. I was his biggest fan!
I wish there were yesterdays still left for tomorrow. Need to ask my dad a question or so, he always knows!
Walking with grandma to the little market. Smelling the food she was fixing, licking the pudding spoon after mixing. She always smiled and everyone of us was her favorite grandchild.
I wish there were yesterdays still left for tomorrow. Need to ask my grandma a question or so, she always knows!
Sitting here today thinking about yesterday's, feeling like they are all so near. Man life was easy, I miss those years.
Waking up smelling the coffee brewing, I knew it was my...
Sunshine sees into the darkest light. Gives the sanity of seeing what darkness holds. Only for the sane to close their eyes, to the insanity of what is seen. W.York
I did everything right, but I keep on slippin' slippin past my future nothing's workin! Damn it ain't my first time, don't treat me like a virgin!
People who keep on preachin of keepin on reachin, I want to scream to stop with the teachin!
I gave my sweat and my tears! Put in my god damn Years! And all I hear is look at him and watch her, OK I get it, shut up I'm no amateur!
I had no one to give me the lift. I wasn't given life as a gift. Hell I was given a boat with no paddles and set adrift! Damn stop with she said or he did. I hit the grid, made it as famous as William the Kidd!
Slam the door, hit that wall, man I learned to walk before most could crawl. Stop the teachin, preachin,...
To all who have walked their walk and are standing today, stronger, wiser! To you my sincere admiration for every step you took to get to where you are, this is your own unique steps to your life's dance.
Its times like these you learn to live again. It’s times like these you give and give again. It’s times like these you learn to love again. Learn, Live, Love.
The self reliance of an individuals power must be their voice!! The strength of their voice is when it speaks up for the silent voices!!!
They protect you!
Mind you, correct you!
In ways you never thought of,
They enslave you, caress you!
You do whatever they say,
Sometimes they confuse you!
Right then it gets real bad,
They will break your heart and make you sad!
You give them all,
You're taken to the mall,
Spend all your money,
Until you fall!
They flirt, tiny skirts!
Eyes blink, you're alert!
It's like magic-their mastered skill! They give you that love potion pill!!
Some naughty, some innocent,
What lies deep inside,
Is the killer sense!
Oh they messed me up!
Damn I now trust no one, a blue eye blonde sitting across from me Sitting here for me to see!
What was I writing????
Girls! Girls! Girls!
True Friendships do not come and go. They are not a reflection of what was---but what is.
They never come around at the important times but are there for all times.
On March 17th we did not celebrate the 21st birthday, we celebrated that the toxicity and trash went away.
The mangled crash of a menace and heartless dreamer. Whose only dreams it crushed was that of its own future.
The lifeless donor of its life is a sperm donor whose fame to the game of life is its own lies it spins. Spins to the world that it did not beat and torture a life of innocence. But the truth is known.
Yes the apple does not fall far from the tree indeed. Both beat each others drums of their lives, lies in every beat. The breath of lies is their only fame, their flame of life is lies.
We met there each evening under that old oak tree. After our walks. Our world, watching the birds flock, with our talks, ending our day. The world was perfect in every way.
Spring slipped into summer. Soon the trees would turn color. We met each day under that old oak tree. Our love made us feel so free.
I can remember that day, listening to the doctors say. How my heart sank. I started looking into a world without you, a state of only emptiness a blank!
Old man winter came, took our leaves away. You also was taken the same day. Our tree sat empty, barren, cold, just like my world without you.
I sat under that old oak tree today. Watching the birds flock, missing our talks, holding yo...
Leaning in, his kiss awakens her body. The moon light glistens off their skin.
Two shadows become one, movement of their souls together for the first time.
The feelings of love entwine. Their bodies move together in movements that only their love controls and races through their minds.
Her voice echoes through the room. The movements are of one, voices of love carry on into the night, their love hits its height!
Her fingertips feel for his skin, she knows that this is forbidden but she gave in. Their love for one another cannot be stopped.
The moon moves their shadows against the bedroom walls, as time goes fleeting through the night. If they could this would never end, but they both...
That's life he whispers, looking out at the sun and the wind blown fields of grass. As he slowly walks home!
That's life as he watches lovers walking down the boardwalk hand in hand. A kiss on her nose.
That's life as he sits alone eating in a cafe, seeing a family laughing and talking.
That's life as he walks past a park, the sunshine chasing the shadows of all the people running and enjoying the day.
Where is life at for me? I am draped under the cloak of darkness. Sitting in the dungeons of despair in my mind.
Oh God, my mind screams, but the silence is never broken! I must come forth and capture the life awaiting for me.
Each time a hand that is held out to help me. It feels ...
Preserved with every given perspective of detailed perfection shown to my eyes as it gently falls.
Its beauty so elusive by itself, together it paints my world like diamonds, glistening and calling me out to play.
I glide across the transformation, like a ballet dancer on her finest performance. I laugh and sing at the new wonder that has covered my world.
Oh how such a gift of splendor in the snow captures my heart. For memories seem so elusive of my child like heart, until I am taken back to Splendor in the Snow.
Some believe the clouds will drown their dreams with the downfall of their failures.
I believe the clouds will lift me to my dreams of all my labors!
I write myself a letter every year for Christmas. To find myself, where I am, where I need to go.
Christmas is, and has always been, your favorite time of year. The excitement in the air is tangible, you can almost see it sparkle, you can definitely feel an air of anticipation. Not much has changed that now you have your children grown. Oh what adorable children they were and are, the excitement is still there.
Ups and downs-turns and twist. I never expected. I found out that worrying becomes an unhappiness! It was never worth the worries! Look at you today!!!!
The thing that has changed is you. Your ideas of parenting before you had children , is quite frankly, laughable....
The sky the cloud brings,
It turns sulks and sings,
Tear drops of earths sorrow,
Drips from her tomorrow.
The trees colors of red, yellow, orange, making beauty of the forage. We see through the mist, the beauty of falls kiss.
The air with chill plenty as all knows. Rides above winds fall rose. Lash the skies with ease,Then dies down as leaves play as they please.
Down field and the rain pours,Draws from the skies, tears no more to yours, as summer goes!
Tearful cloud now free,
All others no longer cry like thee, Now I will not sulk but sing, Fall skies with beauty it brings!
I dance to my music of today, but the haunting melodies of yesteryear keeps playing in my head.
Can't seem to get out of this bed. Thinking of how it all use to be, keeps me living with all those memories that make today seem oh so dead.
Watching how everything once was, while my world goes by in this land of OZ! He ain't got no courage for me, now how am I to believe!?
Needing something to believe! Forget about all that I have grieved! Got to make it today, no more time to play in yesteryears fears!
Showing this world I am coming back. From my world which tried to break me, shake me, make me out to who I am not. Now the gloves are off the fight has been fought!
It is time to break f...
I am only my own voice, within me are voices that have yet smiled upon my life. For my abilities do not lay in my past, but in the voices I have yet spoken.
Parody of Slim Shady
Of Today's World
May I have your attention please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the real Kaperonick please stand up?
I repeat will the real Kaperonick please stand up?
We're going to have a problem here
Y'all act like you never seen a black person before not stand up, not stand up
Jaws all on the floor like Bill and Lewisky just burst in the door
Started whoopin' dat cigar better than before, He
Throwing her over furniture like a hot pizza pie! "I Did Not Have Sexual Intercourse With That Woman!" Did he LIE???
It's the return of the "Oh wait, no way, your kidding,
Trump didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Hillary said
Nothing you idiots she alm...
Don't know where I'm going. If there is one promise that I can make, though I may not know exactly where I’m going, it is that the future is bright and that it won’t be boring!
Everyone wants to know “where we are going” in this electronic speedway we are on!
Keeping up with everyone’s expectations and the pressure will kill you overtime — it stifles opportunities to find clarity, minimizes your chances of exploring because you view the space and time as an undeserved luxury and not an opportunity to evolve and grow, never enough time to just "love life now." it leads to unhappiness and nothing wonderful ever happens in a place of discontentment.
I pass clover fields, gardens of wonder...
"The America I Once Knew"
How the days go by and times have changed.
America's been vastly rearranged .
We left our doors unlocked at night .
Parents taught children wrong from right .
You got on your bike to find a friend.
No e mails or texts to send.
No cell phone attached to our ear.
We wore our pants above the rear.
No mindless hours on XBox one.
We went outside to have our fun.
No web surfing to burn up the day.
No i phone apps or google play.
Tackle football in the summer heat.
Built homemade forts that were really neat.
Played "Call of Duty" with a cool toy gun.
Boys and girls were always on the run .
We suffered scraped elbows and knees .
Jumped over ramps and clim...
What is this I feel? The pain is such I do not want. For I weep for what? If this is love take it from me.
For what you feel is true, for what you feel is real. It is love of the truest kind. For lost love shall only feel like this when such is true and real. For bathe in its warmth when your lips touch. For feel safe in its arms and swim in its sea of love.
When it is ripped from your life, love becomes so real only by the pain in your heart, your thirst to touch your lips against theirs can no longer be quenched! It is love of the deepest and truest and it shall be missed.
Sadness rolls in through the subtle stillness of ones life. Through the smiles of pain and tears of happiness lays the truth. Sadness cradles the lonely into a slumber of depression. When the collapse is inedible only the voices of reason shall wake me up. Until then I shall weep my false happiness through the river of my tears, watching from life's window the play of my life rushing by. The happiness of certain scenes bring back a smile, suddenly it is interrupted by the touch of reality on my shoulder, voices of today whispering the sadness that awaits me tomorrow.
Where is it at, Happily Ever After? Where do I go to find it, Somewhere over the rainbow? I dream of green, green grass, sunshine so bright, trees that reach towards the sky. Raindrops that turn into rainbows of all colors and its a wonderful life.
I walk in my dreams to find you instead. Looking for the life that I miss. Bluebirds flying but the blackbird tells it all. I find myself walking alone and its a wonderful life.
I feel the rain streaming down my face, mixing with the tears of my past. I see sunshine so bright, rainbows of all the colors of my world, grass green, with blue skies making the feel of the pain so real, and its a wonderful life.
I walk in my dreams just to find you...