I AM WHO I AM ...

Why do things happen
things that are in your control
oh so you thought…
but they’re not.
Things that you can't explain...
words misinterpreted and the mind
WOW
how it plays with the insecurities and
you wonder some more and
the words that were spoken
echoes in the depth of your soul and
the hate getting stronger and
the heart weakening with sorrow.
I am
who I am
another victim of circumstances and you sit there judging without knowing.

AS LONG AS I AM ABLE TO WRITE...

I was hoping to find tranquility;

instead my head is going crazy.

I write

just to write, because I love it,

it beats talking to myself.

I mean everyone talks to themselves,

“once in a while”

but when you start answering yourself

HMMM.

Ever since I could remember

writing has been my passion;

but lately I can’t concentrate,

my thoughts are elsewhere,

it’s like my heart is not 100 % there,

I feel incomplete.

The voices

that once echo within me

are fading,

vanishing into that void

we call solitude,

and I can’t help but cry.

I miss you,

and although

I know this is the end

I can’t help but wonder

was there ever a beginning.

So I will pick up my pen and

I will write

as long

as I am able to write.

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN LOVE KNOCKS ON YOUR DOOR

Your stomach knots up and

your world spins in different directions.

You anticipate your next meeting and

the words that long to come out are not what you have rehearsed.

Love;

that is what happens when it knocks on your door.

To see him from the distance and

the sound of his voice transcends you to another life.

The stars in your eyes shine brighter and

the butterflies within you

wanting to burst out.

Love;

that is what happens when it knocks on your door.