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Latisha Jacobson Poem
Put a stamp on your beauty.
Spend your days fulfilling your destiny,
Not standing still in terror.
Give security to others.
Make use of the storms of life.
Grow in your spiritual maturity.
Experience the benefits of this position.
Attain a certain height,
then soar.
Maximize your personal potential.
Desire a fresh manna.
Regular renewal.
Compassion for others.
Fix your eyes,
stay focused.
Take hold.
Have the courage to find your inner strengths,
You will need to break free.
The wisdom to listen and to act upon.
Trust in your self.
Let your inner beauty shine.
Believe.
Express hope.
Remember to encourage and motivate.
Be at peace.
Spread Your Wings and Fly!
Copyright © Latisha Jacobson | Year Posted 2007
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Latisha Jacobson Poem
If I could make myself strong enough to stand firmly in front of the gun,
Do you love me enough to pull the trigger?
Releasing me.
Freeing my mind from this hell.
Captured behind my eyes.
Bleeding in disguise.
Freedom is worth dying for.
Life is worth being free.
I live in a world that confuses me.
I have the world on the surface for everyone to see.
Then shadowed by my mind, I have a world for only me.
Trapped behind my eyes, misery and lies, betrayal and lust,
laughter and pain.
Shatters of un comfort rage destroys the happiness of my reality.
Caught up in the raptured discomfort of what I've created.
Purity is lost, sanity is the cost.
Haunted by my childhood, the curse that lust invoked.
I feel it all around me, absorbing and consuming me.
Attempting escape, yet by my hand just a waste.
I want someone to believe me.
Stand here freely and have the sympathy to release me.
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Latisha Jacobson Poem
Indignant am I,
My Life on the Line.
Through self inflections of my
Dope sick addictions.
Raping my soul.
Unable to recover.
Failure as a mother.
Spinning out of control,
No place to go,
No one to hold.
As an abuser,
I have no hope for the future.
Needing a hand
But I have not a friend.
My hateful demise has pushed them aside.
Ashamed of my choices,
I'm riddled with guilt.
My children at risk,
Hurt and broken,
Loving me still.
Oh, what I'd give to be free from of all my Ill's
For the Love of God to find his way
Back to this dope sick mother
In desperation of his blessings
To be forgiving
For I am his child, and I need him to come into my life.
For I am not ready to die
Just to recover!
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Latisha Jacobson Poem
Indignant am I
My Life on the Line
Through self inflections of my
Dope sick addictions
Raping my soul
Unable to recover
Failure as a mother
Spinning out of control
No place to go
No one to hold
As an abuser
I have no hope for the future
Needing a hand
But I have not a friend
My hateful demise has pushed them aside
Ashamed of my choices
Ridiled with guilt
My children at risk
Hurt and broken
Loving me still
Oh, what I give to be free from of all my ill's
For the Love of God to find his way
Back to this dope sick mother
Desperation of his blessings
To be forgiving
For I am his child, and I need him to come into my life.
For I am not ready to die
Just to recover
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Latisha Jacobson Poem
Sanity still surfacing slowly saturating my slumber.
Worshiped by my followers,
following the one worshiped.
Hated by the evil, lurking all around my aura,
inhaling my visions, consuming my thoughts.
Raping my body, seducing my soul.
Tempting him, come forth, deep into my hole.
Seducing me, feeling me, as my naked body lyes,
flowing in exstacy, looking deep with in his eyes.
With each thrust, where deeply bound together.
Enchained are our souls.
Where ever he goes, I'm destined to follow.
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Natures beauty we bask in and wollow
Pops of greens lined with gold hollows
A mirror like image shines in the water
Mountains run tall as to the sky follows
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Latisha Jacobson Poem
Take my hand
Come with me
Cross over
To the darker side of my mind
The place where,
All my hatred hides
Show of strengths
Release from behind my eyes
War with the things
I know not to do
Kill all who stand in my way
As I lye down to awaken another day
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Latisha Jacobson Poem
My gift to you your heart can hold
wouldn't be made of precious diamonds,
nor formed in the purest gold.
The gift that I'd present to you,
would be safe in everyway;
For friendship is the kind of gift
no one can take away.
I'll share your happy moments,
help you bear your deepest pain
I'll be here when you stumble,
only to pick you up again.
Doing everything I can to make your dreams come true
I'll always wish God's best for you
Your a true blessing
My best friend
That is why this gift I present to you.
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Behind Hazel Eyes
You will find the pain of a mother
covered in sin
Behind hazel eyes
A mother cries the tears
she hasn't cried in years
Behind hazel eyes
Forgiveness I ask
for missing out on the past
Behind hazel eyes
My children revealed
their love for the mother they once knew
Under there wings
I find comfort and the strength to be healed
For a childs love overcometh any drug
I Thank you Lord for
your blessings from above
My plug-in to heaven, behind hazel eyes
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Latisha Jacobson Poem
The lier in me
will not allow me
to see,
what a messed-up
person,
I can be.
Latisha Jacobson
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