I learned from a very early age that not everyone was there for me. My father was never home and my mother worked three jobs and still went to school. The hardest part was that none of my teachers were there for me either. For my class it was a sink or swim crash course of you either comprehended it or you do not. I was one of the unfortunate who did not get it, and I was placed in special ed. because my kindergarten teacher refused to take the time to teach me how to read and write. She told me to my face that I was stupid and would never amount to anything. My mother tried to help me, but the damage was done, I lost confidence and hope
Memories are our past experiences that have left an impact on our lives. Our memories are what we hold dear to us so that we may reminisce the past because they make us who we are. I look back on my life and remember the banging of a door being opened then closed, the thunking of bags being dropped, and the building of tension in my seven year old body as I waited for my dad to bellow out, "Princess, I'm home!" at which I would come sprinting out of my bedroom and leap into his open arms, trying not to cry. He hugged me until I could not breathe any more, and then he set me down and kissed my tear soaked cheek.
I gazed into my father
The closeness we fare
Goes deeper than the blood
We share,
Consuming as a flash flood.
It's like a perfect picture hanging in a frame.
Looking too happy, faces aglow,
But it's all just a game
We play that never shows.
Fights break out with bitter violence,
Bickering starts and
Ends with stretching silence.
Choose wrongly and be banned.
But no matter the trial,
Family still sticks together.
They are the ones to go the extra mile,
Even despite stormy weather.
"Aspire to greatness, I now you will succeed."
Good at least one of us believe.
"Try hard, I know you will get by."
I know I try, but confidence passes me by.
"Why are you so lazy? Just do it!"
I'm not lazy, I just can't do it.
"Don't lie, yes you can!"
Maybe you're right, help me, just lend a hand.
"No, it's you're job to do."
Please just be with me, I need you.
"You know I'm busy, I can't today."
You say that everyday!
"You're already an adult, so grow up!"
I will when you grow up!
"Don't give me that look, I will smack you . . ."
Maybe if you just listened to me you wouldn't have to.
"Please, I'm begging you, you're
So bright and full of life,
I am drawn to your call.
Forgetting my strife.
Completely enthralled,
Take me, fulfill me.
The heat of burning desire.
Open the cage, set me free.
Let me kiss the burning fires.
Taste pains burning sting,
As poison courses through my veins.
Life is but a fleeting thing.
Hell's fire is all that remains,
Hate fueled fire unrestrained.
Flesh to blood, from love to bone,
For in the end, we all die alone.
Emptiness and loneliness,
Looking towards the distance,
Nothing. I see nothing.
Emptiness and Loneliness,
Seeking any type of guidance,
Nothing. I feel nothing.
Looking towards a future,
Seeking a better end,
Nothing. I see and feel nothing.
You are my empowering song.
I listen to you, you fill me with strength,
And the potential to freely dance and sing along
To life's melodious beats at length.
I crave the sweet Lullaby's you sing
To soothe the inner storm that clouds my mind.
You are my music with the peace you bring,
As we lay together harmoniously and refined.
Sitting in the silence,
Staring in the distance,
An echoing song,
Seeking compliance,
Stealing my essence,
Until I am gone.
Hateful tyrant,
You steal my existence,
Making you strong.
I sought guidance,
But met resistance,
A simple pawn.
So taste my defiance,
As I so good riddance,
And so long.
I'm calling. . . Calling
Listen to me!
I'm falling. . . Falling
Save me!
Listen to my screams.
Save me from the violence.
This nightmarish dream,
In the resounding silence.
I learned from a very early age that not everyone was there for me. My father was never home and my mother worked three jobs and still went to school. The hardest part was that none of my teachers were there for me either. For my class it was a sink or swim crash course of you either comprehended it or you do not. I was one of the unfortunate who did not get it, and I was placed in special ed. because my kindergarten teacher refused to take the time to teach me how to read and write. She told me to my face that I was stupid and would never amount to anything. My mother tried to help me, but the damage was done, I lost confidence and hope
Memories are our past experiences that have left an impact on our lives. Our memories are what we hold dear to us so that we may reminisce the past because they make us who we are. I look back on my life and remember the banging of a door being opened then closed, the thunking of bags being dropped, and the building of tension in my seven year old body as I waited for my dad to bellow out, "Princess, I'm home!" at which I would come sprinting out of my bedroom and leap into his open arms, trying not to cry. He hugged me until I could not breathe any more, and then he set me down and kissed my tear soaked cheek.
I gazed into my father
The closeness we fare
Goes deeper than the blood
We share,
Consuming as a flash flood.
It's like a perfect picture hanging in a frame.
Looking too happy, faces aglow,
But it's all just a game
We play that never shows.
Fights break out with bitter violence,
Bickering starts and
Ends with stretching silence.
Choose wrongly and be banned.
But no matter the trial,
Family still sticks together.
They are the ones to go the extra mile,
Even despite stormy weather.
"Aspire to greatness, I now you will succeed."
Good at least one of us believe.
"Try hard, I know you will get by."
I know I try, but confidence passes me by.
"Why are you so lazy? Just do it!"
I'm not lazy, I just can't do it.
"Don't lie, yes you can!"
Maybe you're right, help me, just lend a hand.
"No, it's you're job to do."
Please just be with me, I need you.
"You know I'm busy, I can't today."
You say that everyday!
"You're already an adult, so grow up!"
I will when you grow up!
"Don't give me that look, I will smack you . . ."
Maybe if you just listened to me you wouldn't have to.
"Please, I'm begging you, you're
So bright and full of life,
I am drawn to your call.
Forgetting my strife.
Completely enthralled,
Take me, fulfill me.
The heat of burning desire.
Open the cage, set me free.
Let me kiss the burning fires.
Taste pains burning sting,
As poison courses through my veins.
Life is but a fleeting thing.
Hell's fire is all that remains,
Hate fueled fire unrestrained.
Flesh to blood, from love to bone,
For in the end, we all die alone.
Emptiness and loneliness,
Looking towards the distance,
Nothing. I see nothing.
Emptiness and Loneliness,
Seeking any type of guidance,
Nothing. I feel nothing.
Looking towards a future,
Seeking a better end,
Nothing. I see and feel nothing.
You are my empowering song.
I listen to you, you fill me with strength,
And the potential to freely dance and sing along
To life's melodious beats at length.
I crave the sweet Lullaby's you sing
To soothe the inner storm that clouds my mind.
You are my music with the peace you bring,
As we lay together harmoniously and refined.
Sitting in the silence,
Staring in the distance,
An echoing song,
Seeking compliance,
Stealing my essence,
Until I am gone.
Hateful tyrant,
You steal my existence,
Making you strong.
I sought guidance,
But met resistance,
A simple pawn.
So taste my defiance,
As I so good riddance,
And so long.
"A lot is said... none meant..."
"Love and logic truly don't rhyme..."
"Who said you ever knew me...?
...but you did, didn't you? Why?"
"Writers paint pictures that painters cant"
"Do raindrops, departed, ever meet again?"
"I lived till you loved me"
"Alas, you are my darkness redefined"
"Cheap tickets - very strong motivation indeed."