Her story ended for every blood tear that she cried for no one understood the demons she carried inside.
She held on to them tightly afraid to let them go. they were the only ones that loved and caressed her heart and soothed the empty holes.
The days of her blindness was a beautiful darkness no one else could begin see. It was a different kind of light that caused her to be ungodly but the essence of unique.
She held the bosom of darkness so kindly in the palm of her hands and welcomed the unknown for they have shown her a place that she could belong.
Rejected among the ones that love should have been most given shamed and claimed and unholy for no purpose at all.
She questioned over and over wasn’t love supposed to be sanctified and most highest of all.
In her mind spinning… the betrayal, the hurt, and loss. Family, friends, and lovers all had done her wrong.
The feeling… in her veins had somehow changed. The darkness took away all of her pains. Adorned her with kisses and made her never-ending promises that darkness never travels alone . ~ A. Smith 16′
(photo is not my own. Unknown at this time.)
If you had trouble reading this. Good!! I hope you had to read it twice! Remember: Your involvement is EVERYTHING!!
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 […]
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.
Feels good to snap my camera and and scroll my pen put the two together and you get twins lol, I love the arts always have it feels good to be back after being gone for so long. I won’t make promises anymore though, I will leave that up to god and the universe but things have been good so far. That is a blog away coming soon…to much to say about all of that and it wouldn’t hurt to keep curious minds wandering now would it? But, I did manage to be nice enough to write another poem…that I thought I could post for today that will land in another book hopefully, soon. I’m getting too old!! why never!! I’m just a spring chicken!! I hope I inspire anyone who may be having a rough day out there dealing with any type of illness because I know what it’s like just to get a smile in one corner. Love and light to all who may cross my path ❤ ❤ ❤
The Life Test
Stepping back into my element what's healing properties for me
I lost track of time when I thought I was losing my mind I was
fragile, hurting freezing in a moment in time.
I thought I was losing everything, life seemed to be an un-easement
to me nothing seemed to soothe my aches, my pains the loss, the gains
it didn't matter I was in chains.
I come to realize during this moment of appeasement there was one way to heal
my soul to control was what going on inside to end the chaos on the outside of
me to deal with what was on the inside of me because the inside was dying and there
was no pacifying a dying soul.
I must be brave I must be bold there in the balance my life stood still, frozen, and
on hold it took a many of nights my life had run cold vision, after vision soon my story
would unfold there is life in me a life worth living I've been showed.
Knowing, that I have come back here to finish this I can't wait to finish writing about love,
life, and living but, best of all sharing it our time can be cut short when we least suspect it's
one of my greatest lessons learned at best it's not often you get another chance the life living test.
~ Alesica Smith 2013
As someone who loves nature, animals and life I look into the skies, watch the trees and love the deer that visit me in my yard and love secretly feeding them sometimes ooopsy 😉 but, how can I not they love apples. I don’t do that too often though, I don’t need trouble and Bambi will forget the woods are the other way lol. My love for the scenery of where I live and the country feel; and the sense of calmness that I get on a great day with just me and nature.
The roots of my tree you strengthen me
an uprising you bring out of me I stand tall
and firm you see?
My branches are long and strong
I am natures finest creature a silent gem to some.
The animals they love me and gather around me
they love to find shelter and cuddle up against me.
The humans take pictures in front of me and
some learn the value of life in me.
My leaves have sense to leave a trace of legacy
they come in all shapes, sizes, colors and forms
they dance with the wind in celebration of life
what wonderous world we live in some don’t think
The Roots of a tree can teach us a thing or two
if we just take the time to look, listen, and watch it
speaks it soul to us as it shines through no one wants
to believe it a tree talks to you.
~ Alesica Smith 2013