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Walking in pain, Dwelling in silence, Mindless noise, Senseless violence, Changing moods like replacing my head, once I walked wherever the words led. TruthPosted There are those that think they know me that think that they have ascertained the true me ..that think that they can ever sum me up by what it is that they see, but the reality is that I'm ducking and dodging, I'm hiding in plain sight, and being in my presence is like coming to the light. My name is truth, I'm the epitome of right, and just when you think you see me, I disappear from sight. My secrets are numerous, my soul holds the key, and nobody can be what it is that I can be.... (continue reading) Forgiven?Posted Silence is the answer to the question you ask, statements you say that once would have made me scream and believe that I was living a dream are now irrelevant, you were a folly of a youth misspent, and now I wonder where my innocence went. Life has gone on and days have gone by, and over you my heart did cry, so now that you're back with the request that you ask, I find myself once again donning my invisible mask. I used to hide behind it so that no one could see the pain and insecurity that ran... (continue reading) Your BagsPosted There are big bags and small bags, there are light bags and heavy bags, there are bags for Jim, James, John and Tyrone. Well, there WERE bags in any case, they don't exist for me anymore. I did a drive by last night and I dropped them at your door. Your stuff was taking up too much space, was too encumbersome to lug around and before I knew it they were pulling me down to the ground. As I watched others racing off carefree I wondered why that couldn't be me.......I realized that with your... (continue reading) Too LatePosted I speak, and the words that come from my mouth fuse with the silence and blend into the night, they fall unheeded to the ground at your feet, and as you step over them and go to walk away my lips move to caution you on your callousness, but instead I hasten and chastise myself and so the words remain caught inside my mind. You complain that I never let you in, that you don't ever know what I'm thinking or how I feel and yet here I have opened up the door to the innermost me and... (continue reading) The Real MePosted I have dreamt of the day when the world will see, the me that I am and not the one that they me to be. I am sorry that I am not what you desire, but my need to be myself ranks higher than my need to be who you see when you look at me. Was there ever a time when you saw the me that I am and not the one you want me to be? Ever a time when you stopped and wondered what was going through my mind? Does there exist inside you even the most miniscule desire to discover who I am? I cannot wholly place... (continue reading) |
Recommend this profile to your Facebook friends. personal messageTHIS SECTION IS OFFICIALLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION, IF YOU WANT TO KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME, CHECK MY BLOG, I WILL BE SETTING YOU UP WITH A NEW PIECE AS SOON AS I GET A CHANCE. Since I have had a complaint or two, here is a Lil something to chew on until I have a chance to finish my page revamp....Enjoy!! Silence is described as the absence of sound, but it can also be described as the lack of light when you're not around. Silence, it seems can not only be the welcome visitor that comes when the noise makes no sense but it can also be the oppressor that shushes you when you would dare to make a sound without permission. Silence that vanishes as conversation drifts in through the open windows of my soul. Conversation that vilifies me and yet lifts me up as the femme fatale that I have no desire to be. Conversation that praises the jut of my hip, the curve of my thighs, the dimples that appear as I smile, my bountiful bosom that hangs heavy with untapped nourishment, and the sway of my hips as I walk by. Conversation that washes over the very skin that is being discussed in such rampant detail of softness and tone. Conversation that pierces through me and even as I silently beg them to stop this line of conversation my ears perk up to catch whispered nuances of sound that speculate on my performance between the sheets. Though I sit in silence and plead with closed lips for them to stop objectifying me as the sum of all my parts and simply see me as a whole entity, even then my ego steps forward and preens at the thought that the originators of this controversial conversation admire the outer shell that I wear so easily. Even as I fight to deny my very existence, I step down from my perch above mortal man and I walk by with the gentle sway of my hips so fully pronounced and though I have only the desire to hold my head down and slip right by, again my ego comes to the rescue and I look back over my shoulder with a jaunty grin knowing that they can never win again, now that I know the thoughts that dwell within........ meet me in 3
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