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So…we’re all trying to figure this love thing out and how it’s supposed to work. None of them are exactly the same at all. Well, except in the sense of heartache, drama, and pain. Some are more severe and traumatic than others leaving you scarred and never feeling quite the same. It either leaves you […]
Today, is Saturday and I’m going to be honest I’m sitting here wondering what I’m going to write about today. It finally hit me that I should say something about all the hidden things that people miss in their lives that are so wonderful. It is all to often that people pay so much attention […]
No one see her tears
It’s so easy to cry when you’re
Slowly dying inside
She feels…No one see’s her.
Inside she holds the largest magnitude of pain
A long-standing volcano deeply enraged
The warmth of her was once loving
has yet long subsided.
She tried to suppress the things that were
Brewing, and have yet to begin
Just to bring some things to a
Once was silent and visibly missing
Not one unshaken soul understood her hinting
A lonely volcano who held silent cries decided
To let go and let someone finally see.
All that she had holding and has yet
Those that lay in her path finally could see the
Things she had been holding and seeking relief
With understanding the burden is theirs.
They were the ones who that were supposed
For some of us our kitchen cabinets are all neatly stocked and the shelves are completely full but, somehow we go into the store for one thing and come out with 20. Knowing, full well that our cabinets already have no room and suddenly it’s cluttered and overstocked. We find ourselves frustrated that we’ve managed to put ourselves through this once again.
Sometimes I like to think that our hearts are the same. When a cluttered and over stocked heart is full the hearts cabinet door needs to be de-cluttered and the shelf of self needs to find space. When we are stuck by the heart hinges conflict develops because we love the ones that we are going to have to let go in order to sacrifice for the love of self. Those that we choose to let go will get angry and won’t understand, and will have a negative viewpoint no matter how you try to put it. That was the reason you had to let them go in the first place right? Your heart was overstocked, and your self of shelf was losing support ready to lean. Naturally, everyone now thinks you’re the queen or king of mean.
There are so many of us who sacrifice oneself for the happiness of another when the focus of happiness should be on our own. We do so much for others when we often forget to do for ourselves not realizing that we can do both. But, For some of those that we love they can get selfish and rather have us DO, DO, DO for THEM, THEM, THEM, and that is sometimes, I think at least how we began to forget about ME, ME, ME AND I, I, I, AND LOVING OURSELVES.
Being afraid to de-clutter our hearts from those who hurt us that are supposed to support, love, and care about us and are family, friends, and those that claim they care. This doesn’t mean that you have to hate them it just means that you aren’t open to letting them hurt you anymore. It also means your door hinges are no longer stuck, your shelf of self is free and not leaning bringing smiles on your face and best of all your heart sits in your chest lighter than ever because you never felt so good and this they never understood…not until they de-clutter their own shelf of self…Only you can love YOU better than everybody else.
I have decided to run for the face of full figured fashjion week! I am hoping that my votes will start to pick up!! After posting on my modeling blog about last years winner it has inspired me to at least try it and see what happens! Dreams are a reality they can only be obtained if we try to make them happen!! Please take a moment of your time and vote for me! Lots of people asked me how come I didn’t use the photo from my book EXHALE WORDZ FROM THA SOUL I decided not to use my book cover because I wanted to show that I could be different and went with a natural head shot. Hopefully they will be posting different pics soon!
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There are millions of people out there who struggle with mental health issues. Then you just have the everyday average person dealing with everyday stresses that come with life and sometimes that alone can make a person feel like they are moving close to the edge. I know as a single mom sometimes I just wish I could just disappear because my stress level seems to be overwhelmed. Anyway, here is one of my poems from my book Exhale wordz from the soul dealing with mental issues. You can order a copy of my book from my website www.poetikempress.com the book is $8.00 for a limited time!!
Shadows stand towering over me
Voices from within scramble
Mumbling things toward me
As trouble seems to surround me.
Fear is what I begin to feel
Not knowing whether the things that
I see are illusion or real.
Crazy is what they call me
Never realizing the trouble
That they actually cause me.
Damage that is already done from a pill that
They’ve given me to put a halt onto the illusions
That have seemed to cause so much confusion
They make me worse and no one wants to listen
To me chitter and chatter
As I say what I feel from verse to verse.
It is riddled around this universe and no one takes the time
To sit and rehearse the course of hurt
That took me to this place
Called darkness on the earth.
The tone that I have set
Makes it easier for others like me
An easy target for doctors to find and seek
Thinking that they know the answers
For every human
So to speak.
They’re human just the same
And their problems are even more to blame
Which is why they want to rid you of all
Your heartache and pain
So they won’t have to stand there
And feel the same as you and I.
Crazy is what they call me
But in reality
They are just as lost at times
Not letting anyone question they’re professional minds
When you and I know
There is only a matter of time
That they’ll be labeled the same and around in circles
As history repeats itself and craziness is just something
That we all develop within our minds.
No one is willing to lay down their pride
To sit and deal with the voices that makes us decide
The things that happen in our everyday lives
If we listen to ourselves
Then craziness would be just another
Bad day from hell.