Writer's block

I know I promised the last poem to be added to and finished, well I added a little... but I started a new one....
Which again I haven't finish... LAME I feel blocked... u just gotta be in that mood, I feel it sometimes... but actually having the time to sit down n write while getting out what I really mean n how I want it to be portrayed hasn't been easy lately... I feel stuck... and confused...

Like I said its not finished.....



He says, but what is real?

He says... nothin even matters
at all
I want u to be happy,
truly
I want you to succeed
with or without me
Yet I'm stingy
a desire to have her
but a need... never
Mistakes made,
on both parts
But his...
huh unforgivable...
The strength to walk away...
unbearable
the strenth to forgive...
Unthinkable
He wants her,
but never to love
She's only another possession
A material item
but she, a woman scorn
refuses to be
she won't be bought
she turns away...
but love him she does
unbearable agony
unthinkable thoughts
unbearable fears
her guarantee
given away
her trust, devotion
now his guarantee

Something I just started working on... DEF not finished

The feeling of loneliness is a hard one to swallow...

Give everything,
fall short,
Broken heart overwhelms physically,
chest heavy, breathes strenuous,
soul numb, repeated thoughts
thoughts of resentment,
hatred, failure,
Loneliness
The avoidance of sleep,
only to stop mind games,
curling up to sleep alone
once again
gripping a pillow close
to somehow trick the sleeping mind
from dreams
dreams only turning into terrors
awoken by screams
drenched pillow of sorrow,
stained from mascara
returned to
loneliness,
once again
A want so paralizing
that burns the flesh,
in need of clarity
cringing in pain from
uncertainity,
confusion,
a soul mislaid
loneliness


To Be Continued.....

Fear, Death... End result

This is gonna be a super short first blog bc my computer battery is low...

I flew back into Columbia, SC today... I saw the different reactions and levels of fear of grown men, young woman, and children when it comes to flying.

Y do we learn these fears... a retired man, shaking at the fear of flying via plane... and a child laughing... should we not b afraid for our children... the man has lived a life... why be afraid now? What do we have to loose, fear lessens the possibilities in life...

LIVE, LOVE, LAUGH.... & my little add on... EXPLORE