Poem: Do You Remember

Do you remember the thunder in the clouds?

The way we held each other as if tomorrow would never end.

We sat under the trees and wish for better days.

Not knowing that they have already come and gone.

The dreams are no longer coming true.

Do you remember how we thought this would last?

The moment we said I do was the last day that we cared.

Rain pouring down our face, yet we see the sun as bright as day.

The shadow creep around the corner, and yet you no longer wonder is that me.

Do you remember when the first time you smile?

Was it because of me or did the sun hit your eyes?

I have lost my words.

Nothing is real.

I do not remember who you are.

I just need to know.

Do you remember me?

Poem: My Life

My power is no longer my drive.

My will has can no longer carry me.

My hope is not my salvation.

My redemption has no praise.

My strength gets no applause.

My love has no life.

My life is gone.

My story shall never me told.

My world is everything, but me.

My ability is one that is not given.

My dreams never came true.

My wants are never for me.

My work will never be seen.

My silence is always heard.

My life is gone.

My soul has no story.

My freedom never came.

 My tears are filled with fear.

My life is gone.

This is my story.

Poem: Love?

What is this pain?

The one where it hurts to look up.

Where it seems as if the sun is always shinning in your face.

This pain hurts like no other.

 The knife in the hand wilt the blood dripping on the floor, yet I am numb to it all.

The thought that this is me and there is nothing I can do to change it.

This is one is serious, and yet it is one that moves me like the wind move the leaves.

Is this real life or am I dreaming?

The thought of losing something that you never knew you could have.

What is going on with me?

Could I be in love?

Could I be losing my love?

Poem: At least

Today I will not be sad.

I chose not to be the darkness friend.

The thirst for it no longer exists,

At least not yet.

I woke up and I saw the light.

It was not the one I used to want to see,

It was the one that I needed to see.

It was the one that my heart had to feel.

The one my soul has yarn for,

But I was too afraid to let it in.

The dark has always been my friend.

Seeing light was something new.

I usually always choose the worst.

Today I have decided to choose what is best.

I could be wrong, and it could be gone with the morning sun.

But today and hopefully the next,

I will only see the light.

At least I hope.

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Falling down and getting up

Time is money ,and money is time. I have been thinking about something these last couple of weeks. I was wondering what is more important to me, making sure that I am secure, but doing something that I do not like, or struggling for a bit until I am able to do what I love and learning to make it. I do not have the answer yet, but I am leaning towards one way that I think is the best decision for me.

It has been almost a year since I made one of the biggest decisions of my life, but that change within the hour basically because of what is going on with the world. I was so sure and happy that I was about to do something that would change my life, but I had to do something that was secure and guaranteed that I would be okay at least for a while. I think about what could of happen, but I think I am starting to realize that it was for the best.

This week I am really thinking about doing something that I probably should not do, and all my friends and family would say is a crazy decision, but I think I would be okay with that. You only get to live this day once, and tomorrow is not promise to you as we have learn this last year. You have to step out and fall and fall again, you will get back up it might take a while and it might be hard, but you can at least say that you tried it. You get to a point where you get tired of doing and all you want to do is live.