Through out my Life I have been on and off about everything that I love, but there is one constant in my life, and that's God. I struggled through so much in my life that it's hard to find all the good things. God is the good things. He is someone I can share all my problems with and not feel scared about saying to much, he is someone I can let all my secrets go to. Yesterday I felt so grateful to be alive. It was such a beautiful day I had to spend it outside. I may not be the most perfect person, but I really feel like I am ready to move on from all of my past situations. Moving to NY is, and must be my new start, and I so badly just want to start again. Meet new people, and be in new relationships. I am really tired of feeling sorry for myself. The last couple of months I have been posting a relationship poetry on this blog "Beyond the Heart Break", but this was about four months ago that I wrote all of this. I feel that my blog is behind. I just wanted to update it with something new and different. I am always writing poetry and sometimes I get carried away with what I am doing that I forget to post it on this blog. Plus I really don't know if anyone is reading it anymore. I wish you could at least respond to it every once in awhile to let me know. I'll try my best to post new poetry, Things I haven't tried before. I will be in my first film it's called Crimson, and for now I am waiting for the script, but I will keep you posted. Thank you for the ones that read my blog.
rain falls from the blackness in the sky, the water soaks the earth. here we stay a float, but slowly we are drowning. the mud grabs us by the ankles, pulling us into the ground. everyday is a struggle to move. With all of these days, we carry out this weight, walking closer to the pavement. we tippy toe across the marsh, crashing faster each time. crushed to our knees, our hearts slow to a beat. we question our strength, savoring every last drop, like the very last scotch. and at the end of the day, when the moon covers the view. your soft hand pressures, then squeeze’s these muscles and slowly cracks the bones, you push down upon me, I pray you don’t break me. With all the pain and agony, we continue to push forward, but we question our lives, always struggling to stand up straight. fearing our inevitable fate. carrying this horrible weight. Note; In all honesty this is about the world and the struggle to live, have faith in God, but the weight some t...
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