In the Heavens I was made, at the time I knew and saw my mother, but she had not known or saw me, hand picked by God, I am not self or man made, my father at the time was the devil in black shadows, playing “God” in a masquerade, so many times my mother wept and she cried, praying for a sign, and a miracle to fall from the sky, God her only comfort during that time, held her when she cried, heard ...

I once wished upon a star,

Above all I ached for the reach.

555, a constant loop in me.

My mind was ready, so were my wounds.

I wanted to heal so quickly that I pushed down the blues.

Then one September night, I fell to my knees.

My wishing star had finally came to me.

A tall man made of iron and sweet words to soothe my pain.

So open and vulnerable, ready to give me all.

Life is funny, kind of to...

Eyes are on me,

or they aren’t.

Hard to tell,

when I won’t consider

looking back.

Too scared to find

his eyes staring,

too scared to fall

one more time.

I’ve already fallen

too much in my life.

And for him,

indeed, a danger task.

Terrified that

he won’t be the last

to break my heart.

But I wish

he’s been looking

at my face,

thinking ‘such

a sweet nerd.’

I hope I’m not just

another bird

for a sto...

If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm

To wash away your pain and crash open every door

For you I’ll make a way and flood every river high

So you can drink again, your wishes from the sky...

If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm

If candy were good memories, I’d be at the candy store

But here I am knocking at your door

It’s raining, no pouring

As I hope you are home

I don’t want anything from you

Maybe just to see your face again

To hear your voice, even if it is you screaming

For me to leave your door

If wishes fell like rain, it be raining all the time

I don’t say t...

If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm.

A scene of violence in the cosmic drama

No escape from the pull, like a rose and thorn

So much beauty in chaos that shape the persona

My hopes and dreams, thoughts and wishes

Not tame or domestic, they rage within

To feed five thousand with loaves and fishes

To write an Opus, to master the Pen

Comfort evaporates before it falls as r...

_if wishes fell like a rain, then certainly i am a storm._

if dreams were flowers, then i am the purest garden.

my soul lives not to suffer, but to be alive.

and in the deepest part of myself, there it lies.

if my life was recorded, it would be in the oldest diary;

using ancient vocabulary, only the wise ones understand it.

like a witch spelling casts, i'd spell all my desires

in my secret lang...

If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm.

I am the product of preachers wishing the next generation knows the Word better than them. The red letters of Christ’s words flow through me like my own blood.

I am the product of past generations wishing for education to be available to all. I have opportunities to further myself that were once unimaginable.

I am the product of my mother w...

_A heart shattered into pieces_

__

_By words left unspoken_

_A soul drowning in the seas_

_Of hurt and regret unbroken_

__

_The pain cuts deep like a knife_

_Leaving scars that never heal_

_Regretting choices made in life_

_Wishing for a chance to feel_

__

_The ache of a broken heart_

_Echoes through the night_

_Tearing the soul apart_

_Leaving nothing but a fight_

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_Hurt and regret go hand in h...

In a world of fleeting desires

True love stands strong and true

A bond that never tires

A love that will always renew

It’s not about the words we say

But the actions that we do

A love that never fades away

A love that will always be true

In the darkest of nights

True love will shine bright

Guiding us through the fights

And leading us towards the light

True love is a rare treasure

A gift fr...