No one knew where she came from, Her ancestry lost in the sands of time, Like water ebbing away from the sea side. Yet she was beautiful, a woman adorned with the true beauty crafted only by the hands of Nature Himself, the beauty desired by men who were true men. She was strong, able… Continue reading Lost
I'm trying to give myself a reason for been here, For doing this. Like what do I really want? Is this logical? To be here, letting my heart take all this damage, Throwing all caution to the wind, Risking it all, all in the name of what? Love? No one ever sang my praises, I… Continue reading Trapped II
And so I sit here waiting, for a call, a text, your voice, Something. Desperation has got the best of me. But I never used to be this, was never so open to love, I never used to be this way, never got carried away, by sweet melodies and pet names, I had a thick… Continue reading Trapped.
Do you see me? I stand beside you all day yet you don't. Do you notice me? I try to get your attention,calling, and yelling, whispering and grasping. Yet you don't. Do you love me? I try to prove to you my honesty,my emotions, crystal clear like the Atlantic. I try to make my words… Continue reading Complicated
Someone asked "if you take away cultism from River State youths, what else would they do?". Much as the implication of this statement is heartbreaking, it is also devastating to know, that, we have come this far only to major on minor things. The level of neglect I see the youths recieve in this state… Continue reading Where Do We Go From Here?
The light of love is shining in your eyes. A smile so warm the snow has not a chance The music heard inside your simple sighs is cause enough that I should want to dance. Alive the dream once dormant and so dark. One thought of you sets my heart aflame, the arrow flew and… Continue reading With Love From Gaby
I have not been the best of myself, I agree. But we can make this work. I remember holding hands and walking down Lonely paths, I remember going out, and eating and meeting friends, I remember attending meetings and parties and having people stare at us. I know I can be emotional, I loose sight… Continue reading Phases III