THE WINDOW INSIDE MY SOUL: MY POETRY& STORIES for Tuesday, October 16, 2007

I thought I found the one, you know...the one everyone hopes to find, On one fine and glorous day, where your eyes will lock and get butterflies fluttering around, weak to your knees with anticipation and longing, and for some reason you'll know...deep down inside That, that person is the one for you. But it's those first few glances and glimpses into love, that urges you to continue soul searching, for your perfect match. The one that completes you, inside and out. But it's not all romance and... Sign in to see full entry.

The seasons change and I can feel my emotions going, North, South, East, and West Changing the winds that I was once afraid of, I was afraid of all the small things, I was young and naive, but I am slowly but surely becoming my own. A new woman--that is determined, I am set to make something of myself, no matter the work, the blood, the sweat, the tears, I am changing. As the season changes yet again, I am standing on my own, I am standing strong, I am ready to fight, to be more mature.. and... Sign in to see full entry.

Determined It is my heart that keeps me from looking back, at my past...but it is that very thing that scares me. Oh so many times, my throat starts to clench up and tears start to form, my hands grow shaky and my limbs grow weak. My anxiety level shoots up, and my mood is bleek. I am not myself, when this happens It feels like no one, because the darkness clouds around me, sometimes I can just shake it off, while other times--I have to talk myself out of the more insane moments, I don't care to... Sign in to see full entry.

I was young and naive--but I always thought I was wise, I've never been the average girl, and never had that many boyfriends... not like my older sister--I was jelous of that, but I accepted my fate. It took me eighteen years to learn how to rebel against my parents, they were and still are very strict. A mexican household--a household full of women, well besides my dad--everyone feels sorry for him. But I learned my values, my manners, my pose from my parents. My mom is very wise beyond her... Sign in to see full entry.

Everytime Every day,The sun calls out you name like a whispher in the summer wind...saddness fills the night...sarrow fills my soul. Everytime they mention your name I am reminded of that night. That night when you loved me, that night when our lives changed forever. Forever was suppose to mean eternity but got cut short because of bitterness took it's course. Everytime you told me you love me.. that was just a lie. Everytime I said I was sorry...that was a lie. Everytime...Everyday I remember... Sign in to see full entry.