Accidentally on Purpose

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Chasing My Dreams

Inspired by BedOfRoses, Hopes & Dreams Tune in to your divine inner-guidance and discover how to soar; you are unlimited. ~Dave Kenyon It’s all up to me I’ve got what it takes I’ll chase all my dreams until they do come true. Open your awareness Listen to your inner divine. That is how you can learn how to fly Limitations that you borrow; Are those you that give you sorrow. They only appear, when you allow them to persevere. And decorate them with Self-Judgment which is not sincere. Remember, no... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

The Las Summer VI

This was the summer I realized that I was not the center of the universe. I was only an inconsequential part of 55 th street. I realized that what I wanted did not matter much. I knew without a doubt that Mother loved me, but I also knew there was nothing she could do about it. Hard as I tried I couldn’t figure out what possessed her to consider this animal for a husband, and furthermore why she didn’t run away as quickly as she could, but she didn’t. My 12 th birthday was just around the... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Its My Turn Now

To feel like crap and To cry about it all night And to be unable to sleep At 2:11 am For, there is nothing left to fight. To feel so all alone And that all else is totally gone To wish this life was no longer my name I cry about it For there is too much pain Joy and Happiness are all very sane But they will never again be of part of my plan For all my dreams my hopes my teams Are gone forever It all has come to torture my soul My heart my body my keen and all There is nothing left to nurture... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 6, 2010

The Last Summer IV

Continues...... The first summer in the U.S was the last summer that I ever looked forward to. It was in the summer As our life in the U.S. began to take shape. Along with the sweat that began forming on top of our upper lip, a few precious words began unraveling from abstract to meaningful. Our little house of horrors was located on 55th street. The kids on 55th street were swarming the street with their delightful cries of joy and screams of discomfort. We sat by the sideline and watched.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

To Die...is To Live forever...

So you think death is so horrible, so terrible, so gloom and so much doom? Think again. Give me a clue; what it is this death? Is your bloody body going to last forever? Or do we embrace the end of its cycle for never. Look forward to the day I am done with this body it has served me well it is time for a farewell Suicide Simply Stupid Mental illness has overtaken, bewitched No sense in acting like a bitch. Reality: To live life daily as the last day To embrace the wonder of the final parade To... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

The Last Summer Part III Dear Dina;

………..I didn’t sleep, I didn’t stop writing, I just cried all night….. And this is what I wrote: Dear Dina my best friend forever: I miss you terribly. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I wish I was home with you. America is a terrible lonely and mean place, and I wish My Mom would take us back home, but I don’t think she will. I don’t know what to do, so I cry, but I know I will have to stop crying, but than what will I do? Mother’s new husband is mean, ugly and stupid. He yells at mother... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Uniting the Love

It was the midnight hour that she twiddled her thumb. Her long thick reddish hair flowing freely in the wind Whispering to the stars Winking up to mars Her heart picking up the beat Twice as quickly as normal a click Her brown eyes bigger than the mission Blinking away the brightness of the vision A silvery gray light from above Covered her, head to toe with a glove It was the perfectly round moon She swore it winked at her typhoon On top of the roof she stood Under the naked sky she looked And... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

The Last Summer Part II

In this web without an end my summer was stretching into an endless agony. Dressed in a suit that was too big for him, Shmuel Fryer finished making everyone miserable. He picked up his dirty gray suitcase and humming to himself he headed to the front door wobbling and singing; he was content. Mother was in tears and all of us perplexed. Claiming he was going to work, he left and was gone for the day and well into the night. We were left with no money, (except for the pennies he threw on the... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 26, 2010

At The Midnight Hour

At the midnight hour Last night. I observed the moon rays Bright silver, crystal clear. They caressed the grass And, highlighted the brass That stood bare in the night Waiting for a gentle flight A shiny ray of a shadowy kind Found its way through my window, Made a home in my territory, where I dwell and spread its magic in my chamber it swelled. At the midnight hour I opened my window wide Gazed up with longing to the luster in the skies Surrounding the perfectly round moon Little sparkles of... Sign in to see full entry.

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