Life advice

 When someone hurts you so bad you want them to make it better , You want them to make it all makes sense to make all the pain go away, but the truth is the person who put the hole in your boat for it to sink cannot fix it. If they are the ones who hurt you you can’t expect them to make it better, you have to move on and find a way to heal repair your own boat, and never let them touch your ship again. For if they made you drowned once they will certainly make you drowned again

Aeros (1)

Cupid’s bow lies broken 

In the snow . 

I’ll set him on fire 

A nightmare fairytale with out a 

White picket fence . 

What a scene . I buttoned up yesterday 

Like an old winter coat that was worn 

I was left cold . 

I can’t imagine writing such a story 

The deck of cards dealt 

I was betrayed 

You said I was a caterpillar 

What’s it like to kill a butterfly ? 

Lost now in this sand storm 

No water 

And I beg the heavens for me to forget 

Yesterday . 

I stitch up all your words in black marker 

I sing my self to sleep 

You died 

In me . 

I have the wounds to prove it still 

There isn’t a badge for bravery 

Only the bare ness of regret . 

You said your afraid of heights 

As you hang me from your bare hands 

Laughing at the noose around my neck 

I just needed a hero . 

Now I’m left dead . 

But you will never feel that 

Here is my letter 

As I rip apart this arrow 

And cry in silence  

The Funeral

It’s that moment when everything you had runs like a vein to your heart , a strong dose of fatal poison as you lie there in shock . Every memory as it passes each beat you watch burn behind sollen eyes . There is not one thing you can do about this kind of death 

It’s like a bullet to the brain . There isn’t anything you can do to change this . Your frozen there in time . Feeling sick in the pit of your stomach . 

In some empty abandon grave you sit forgotten like yesterday’s trash . 

The worst part is , you know with out a doubt that’s where you will remain . 

The person who was saving you all along was digging my grave . 

I can’t breathe . I can’t escape . What is the lesson in this murder scene 

As they wrap up the tape ? 

To always trust in your gut feeling . It never lies . 

Disaster

It was the conversation over coffee 

Going back and forth over news paper spread 

Black smudges on white intentions 

Rainy day . 

I ask about tomorrow 

This time there is 

No reply . 

The type writer is nervous 

And bends In the sun rise 

I take one last drink 

Before the day starts and ends 

All at the same time . 

So I ask you again . 

No answer. 

The silence is clear 

My mind sits as a heavy crowd in a New York subway 

Yet I seem calm . 

The ink runs dry . 

And realize 

I been talking 

To myself . 

Lamps (1)

Alice puts her head phones on 

Counts snow flakes one by one 

It’s never winter yet it’s always winter here 

I’m under the bed in the dark 

Lost in all these thoughts 

What do you think about my brass button coat 

Hanging on your door . 

As I cry alone on your bedroom floor . 

Do you see me there tonight 

Every tear a stain on your pillow 

So you can’t forget 

Maybe just maybe you will feel the way 

You bruised my face . 

Hiding under covers . 

I love you can’t fix black and blue decisions 

I thought it was possible 

Love . 

I thought you meant it 

But what did you mean 

As I lay here alone . 

My jacket still on your door 

I’m left full of regret 

What can I do 

As you live in these words 

As you throw away this book . 

Stand Still

It’s 2 pm I’m sitting at my work on a Saturday. I would give just about anything to be at the beach . I’m hearing some kind of awful music on the radio and today isn’t the best day ever . I have some sound advice for my audience that took my whole life to take . 

It’s simple really . So many people play games In relationships , who wins - who loses . When do I call ? How Can I make them jealous ? You guys are all wrong . 

Be real . Be yourself and honor and love and respect yourself first . Never set aside your dignity or self esteem for anyone . It’s that simple . Find a relationship that is equal give and take 

Equal love . There is no such thing in anything else or it’s just fake . Guard your heart only give it away to someone who keeps it as safe as they keep there own . Do not risk your emotional safety 

Any of us could die in this next moment 

Don’t waste your life on anyone or anything that hurts you , devalues you 

Write your list of things you need in someone and don’t settle . Love yourself first . If you have kids remember they watch you as an example 

Would you want your daughter to marry the man you are dating ? If not , why are you ? Would you want your son to marry a woman like the one you are dating ? 

If not , why are you ! Life is short . You have value . Would you throw your pearls to swine ? The Bible it’s self tells us not to . 

Be yourself , find someone who is genuine and honest . 

Have a happy Saturday ! 

No Apology (1)

I’m sorry if i didn’t meet your expectations of the perfect girl 

Didn’t you know the best part of me is how imperfect i can be . 

I’m a glasses girl with funny shaped lips 

And a big imagination 

I live in stories and who could pull me out 

Who could read between her lines and love her there 

Waiting in an ocean . 

Black eyes white panties waiting to escape 

Rip me into your beating heart 

Show me the darkest secrets where i can love . 

But didn’t you know I’m the girl in converse and a dress . 

You say , your not so pretty any more 

You say , you didn’t love me enough 

You never loved me whole 

I’m a cake that brings warm memories 

I’m a memory you never had before 

I’m a drop of rain you hold in the palm of your hand never to escape . 

Here i am alone writing stories . 

Who will understand me 

Have the strength to love me 

As i file them away 

I dream of winter 

And now you can’t take the best part of me . 

Like coated cotton candy 

And antique stores 

You’ll never find that flavor 

No one knows my name 

Tales Of A Librarian

I’m 39 and I see them every where , the post of couples and the guys putting there girl friends as there wcw . I’m over here knowing I’m to late . It’s to late for me . I won’t have a wedding , a proposal or even the ring . I’ve come to terms with this today . Maybe I’ll be a cat lady and live alone in Canada . Or drink coffee in Washington book stores alone as I watch the rain pour . I’ve accepted my single life fate . I guess I always wanted to know what it was like to have someone love me more than them self 

But I know God’s love for me . Right now that is enough . 

2017 Round About

It’s November 2nd I’m sitting at Richies Diner with Raigan it’s early 9 am . This past 7 months have been hard . Almost exactly 7 months ago I posted very important goals I refuse to let 2017 to go out unnoticed . I will remain single I’m happy to remain single . I need to refocus on my heath, my God , my daughter and my finances . 

I’m emotionally burnt and I feel like I’m in ashes . I could blame someone for doing this to me but the truth is I allowed it . I need to Recenter . Why would I allow anyone to bring me to such a point when I’m valuable ? 

I need these last months of this year to really read my Bible , pray and figure out why 

This is where I’m at . Have you been in this place ? Of such pain ? Have you been dragged to your very own personal hell ? 

I been praying now more than ever . We have to make every day count , don’t ever waste your love on any one who throws it on the floor . 

Atticts

It’s half past midnight 

The crows circle it’s cold 

You are not here 

You never were here 

It’s like a black and white ad 

A corner conversation 

One talking 

One turned his head 

She was left alone 

But it was all her fault he said . 

It reads clear 

Will you sit with me a while 

Just to hear me breathing 

I used to listen to your heart beating  

As you passed out every night 

As I laid alone 

No love . 

As I am 

Alone now 

It’s all my fault he said . 

I pushed him

Away 

He said . 

The crows come closer 

The piano bends 

Now
Nothing

Is
Said . 

Bank Accounts

It’s like that movie Wanted . Where he sits at his mediocre desk In his mediocre life , where his girlfriend is treating him like shit , his job isn’t what he dreamed about and where he lives is a total nightmare . He became his own worst enemy didn’t he ? When do we forget that we have the power to change our life ? Our thoughts , our attitudes . I made a lot of money and had the best body but I wasn’t that happy then either . It’s all about conquering the internal wars and finding peace within yourself . Only letting people rent space in your life who truly love you and support you . 

Most of all love you first . Or you’ll be the guy In the movie wanted where everyone walks on you , you settle for crap and forget why your here . 

Keep going I say . Keep fighting . And live your life don’t just survive it . 

Breakaway

I was a painting in there story 
The kind every one wanted to touch 
I was the star they hung around there necks 

The one they chased they could never catch 

And to you / I was the peasant . 
A fallen rock on the cement . 

How do I go from color 
To black and white graffiti on your walls 

A smile I’m trying to find yesterday . 

The story I’m writing tells a tale of turning the page . 
A princess tossed in the trash . 

I will dust my self off 
Humiliated on this stage 

Light shines bright 
This story ends 

I’m once alone 
But not your peasant 
But a star 

Goals

It’s Monday , I’m off today it’s 8:54 am . I just laid in bed I need to do laundry and possibly make coffee . There is a lot on my mind . But for some reason through all of this I feel peace in my heart . 

Last night my friend asked for advice on her marriage I had no idea there was anything wrong . For 5 years she said they had not had sex . I spoke to her a while . She told me I should be a psychiatrist . I went to college to be one it made me think I should finish . 

I’m everyone’s stopping point for advice 

But I’m never following my own . 

If I could listen to my own self I wouldn’t put up with an ounce of what I have up until this moment . I would’ve said what were you thinking . You deserve to be treated so much better . Where are you Amy ? 

I’m so excited to find myself again to come out of the preverbal blankets and see that my future can be bright . 

God has a purpose to prosper me not to harm me . Why have I been harming myself ? 

I reminded myself on my walk with Raigan to school how important goal journals are . So I’m going to share it with you . 

Get a journal make a goal for physical 

Financial , spiritual and relationship . A 30 day goal for each one . Write the goal down to complete in 30 days . Every single day write down what you did to accomplish that goal ! 

In 30 days you will have accomplished those goals . You will feel better and be working for something and building dreams ! Do it , you won’t regret it . 

I told a friend of mine to do it , he ended up moving across the country he now works for a nfl football team . You never know where you will end up ! 

Change is powerful . God is powerful . Pray for strength and guidance . Get rid of everything bad in your life . Cling on to what is good . Did you know that the Bible says that Satan is the author of confusion ? 

If something is meant for you it should not be confusing . Gods purpose and his will is not confusing . Do what is right . Pick up your sword . 

  

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It’s Winter

Tori Amos has a new Album it’s not my favorite but I’m streaming the song Russia for some reason it’s bringing peace to me in my clouded sky . 

Today is day 5 of my liquid diet . My life was spiraling out of control on every level . Controlling my diet has put me in a different place . Although I feel mostly hungry - most of the time I’m getting used to that feeling . I think with self control I can make the 30 day destination . I made promises to myself in January I need to stay true to myself 

How did I lose myself ? 

1. Was to be my very best physically 

2. Be my best financially 

3. Be in a healthy relationship 

This year I lost my job and my gym membership . My depression spiraled to a suicidal thought process as I lost everything one by one . 

I was making bad decisions . I was not loving myself . It’s October . I’m bound and determined to finish this year the best shape possible and to not let any one treat me badly and make excuses for it . 

I have no idea when I will leave this world I refuse to fill my life with anyone who hurts me or treats me badly . 

We can turn this thing around October 

I have a voice I found her . We can do this alone . 

Let’s go 

- Agent Orange 

Watches

Hope leaves a trail at the door 

It’s locked light shines from beneath the door . 

I hold my dreams in my pocket 

I wish it could rain today . 

I’m searching for the thief 

He has the key . 

Why did he shatter me . 

I’m just a librarian 

Reading books 

And I’m exhausted

When will any one read mine 

When will I matter 

The rabbit tells me it’s time 

Time to go 

 

U Turns

It’s Saturday morning , I wake up abruptly with a splitting migraine . I feel like I had a night out of drinking whisky and the reality is I was up all night having seizures . I fear that my life will also end abruptly , with my seizures and my heart issues . I face my days not taking them for granted and not wasting any precious moment . 

I left this morning for work , when I stopped to get Advil for my head ache I had this urge to drive back home to hug my daughter . I wasn’t sure if she needed it or if I needed it , all I know is I needed to turn around and see her once more . 

I like to get to work early , make sure my paper work and my day is very organized . I knew I’m going back I would just make it in time . 

I turned around drove 20 min back ran in the house and gave her the biggest hug . I love my daughter . I knew she was surprised and happy . But it made my heart happy too . 

I guess we never know what could happen right . Why not turn around or take the extra time to love our loved ones . 

It made my whole day . 

In Recent Events

In recent events of this planet , it seems we just can't make a difference . In the world or the ones around us . But that is not true . We can't give up hope . 

What is your legacy , your mark you want to leave in this world . At your funeral if you died today would they say what you wanted them too ? 

Or is there a different speech you hoped for . Of lost dreams and hopes you let go of . Maybe your already in your grave and stuck . Is being dead in this world as bad as being dead in the after world? 

I think so . 

What is stopping you from really living ? 

We don't know what our last day will be here on earth . How can I or you make a difference ? 

Do your loved ones know they are loved? 

Did you forgive your enemies ? Where does the change begin ? 

That's up to you isn't it ? 

And everyone's mark is different . That's what makes us unique and special . 

Don't forget who you are . 

Cracked

I privately wrapped your heart in my bones
Where were you when I kept you warm
I sank you under white cotton panties
Divided you amongst everything inside my soul
Placed you willingly like a deck of cards
Sat like a king as you laughed at the tears in my eyes

I'm not a beggar in the streets
I held my hand it was the queen

I used to watch you sleep
My heart asking
You
To
Love me .

In return for holding your peices together as they cut me .
I write these stories , because you sit in bed and read
But do you feel the absence
Of
Me .

I lay here now in puddles
Who will hold the peices of me ?

As you sink steady in a bottle
My panties empty
With my fingers
A memory of you and me

Breathing as one
In every moment
In the bed
In the car

I can't erase
Like markers on white board

I'm not a beggar .

You hold the cards now
Spilled on your floor .


When you were awake
I watched you sleeping

You never noticed

I was dreaming

Of you
loving

Me .

One Side Of The Bed

" Quiet places no body knows"

I capture the light of your candle
Protect the fire from her wind
It's cold out .

Here's my sweater and the stain of my lips on your cheek
I pass by like a ghost
I remember that time
That time we laughed at midnight

I spun you a paper clip
Cut out my heart posted it to your computer
With a note
Did you ever read it ?

I left my converse on purpose
So you would ask me back again .

There's a telescope love
Hanging from your lips
As we talk in the morning
You ask me to stay .

I capture your candle
There's a storm outside
Protecting your fire
As it burns my fingers
You remind me that it's cold
It's cold inside .

And I offer you a blanket
And you smile .
And my heart is beating
In origami  notes un finished
Never written .

The stain of my kiss left on old cups
As our song plays on the radio

Saved on Polaroids
In empty drawers
Left with blisters .

Brush Fire

I'm listening to Gohst 36 by NIN , some how fitting for the day that's grey and not just because of the clouds . I feel like I'm coming out of the darkest alley , alluminating it's large clouds and I have barely escaped her . I catch my breath for a moment , I see the brightness of the future beyond the road . I just have to get there . I'm tired , my armor the last thing standing . What does it feel like to lose at war ? He says to me , no it's just begun my dear . Have you ever just wanted a boring life ?

Typically that statement would be like scratches on the chalk board , but I envision we all feel this way in battles . Have you ?  War teaches us who we are . Doesn't it ? I see it , seems so close . The place where there is no pain , and time she mocks me . But I'm still going . Still fighting . So can you