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Can'T Pretend Forever

I can't pretend forever;
cuz forever makes me cry.
To remind myself of the reality...
too many days have passed us by.
Please my God be forgiving.
You've been in every prayer...
Foolish I have been,
still yet-
this is an attempt to show I care!
How can I stop to think of you?
Or wonder on your behalf?
Pray God gave you what I asked of him
But who's to prove he has?
It's been seven months of this 
lonely hell.
Seven months since you've went away.
My hopes and dreams 
are still just that-
Guess they're only meant to stay.
Mother what have I done? Again?
Was this life meant for me?
What happened to the little girl
who held onto our family tree?
I'm not even sure anymore
of what "family" is!
If blood really is thicker than water...
Cuz I have no family!
I have no friends!
Yeah!  I wrote that-
Cuz it's how I feel!
But I know deep inside (not true).
I'm done with feeling like a living dead girl,
I want my Mother back!
I Miss You!
Is that okay?
Because I do!
So before I go off into the deep end...
I had to send what's left of my love to you.
Damn!  Everytime!
Can't write a letter no more!  Cuz I can't write to you without
tears falling to the floor!
Because you were right and I knew
Six months ago too.
So I hate myself for doing
what I already knew I would do.
And just as every battle,
I knew I would always lose.
I have yet to back down
Regardless of what may
Permanentally bruise.
But I can't go on anymore
With acting out this realm.
Cuz thats just it-
it's all pretend
People only see
what I let them see.

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Make It Home

Anyone?
Can you be a helping hand?
I don't need food.
I need someone to understand.
Is there anyone out there,
can one voice really be heard?
Stop using your eyes-
cuz I'm not this girl.
This isn't me.
Yes, I am really lonely-
my heart does bleed 
to have a real hommie.
My soul's in desperate need to have
a sense of belonging.
My strength is a lie,
I just don't wanna die 
though I wish I could fly.
Would I be able to make it on my feet alone?
God, please help me to make it home.
To my baby in prison, if you can
hear me...please listen,
cuz you're the reason I'm lost.
Help me find myself again.
Baby, you loved me-
you're the only one who did.
Nobody needs me now
so I have no strength to live.
You saved me before I got to the end.
Back where you found me,
can you save me again?
Baby please hurry,
you're my only true friend.
To my dear sweet Mother,
I'm sorry to suffer, 
I know what you told me,
now I know it was true.
I'm livin so boldly as 
I'm wearin so cold and so blue.
I'm ready to come home now-
tired of missing you. 
I pray the Lord will hold me now
for you.
I'm so sorry Momma
But I failed myself too!
And still my soul's in desperate need
to have a sense of belonging.
My strength is a lie,
I just don't wanna die
Though I wish I could fly.
Would I be able to make it on my feet alone?
God, please help me to make it home.

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Just Thinking...

...thinking always got you into trouble...

I was just thinking,
if you were a sick man,
you just might do a sick thing.
It would be perfect...
the way your cards
have been played.
Perfect to hide 
your cravings
that you are so ashamed.
This is what I think...
too afraid to say.
As silently I pray
tomorrow it won't be
too late.
And if you ever read this-
What will I say
when you ask,
"If I were a sick man,
what would I do?"
That's when at that moment
I would take the gun from you.
If I were a sick woman
I just might do a sick thing.
You've always said
I was mental
Maybe you'll be 
the reason to blame...
Once from those walls,
your brains 
I'll sit and scrape....
...till a body might walk in
So they can see 
What I've done to you.
Then I'd let them 
take the gun
only to make them
shoot it at me
So they could feel through my death
What you've done to me.
This was just something
I was just thinking.

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Fairytalish Dreams

I'm angry, 
I'm sad.
I'm sorry I'm mad.
Life is so contradicting
Constantly goes round and round
Should it tilt from it's axal
Mother nature's sweetness
No more
Shall it be a lullaby sound
Just as we the people
We all know this
 So let's pretend
Think of yourself
"the World"
You are the world
Spinning on this axal
That which keeps 
the circle of life flowing
Suddenly a meteor
Slams you back
In Black
Off Mother Nature's track
Or at least, you know...
The one you envisioned
when you were a little girl.
Sadly only to wake up
and realize
You're no longer
Living the way God intended 
it to be.
Or at least the one 
I thought he would be.
For me, my hero-
But those were all just
fairytalish dreams.
As so it just seems
Wgat happened to the world?
What happened to ...
"There can be miracles when you believe."
Then I wonder why
Why did I ever believe
Could I not  e a 
Lost soul starving to succeed.
Stead all I do 
Is wake up to this reality
Whishing time could go back
So easy and carefree it was
To be a child with a dream.

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Dear Fate

Dear Fate;     Here I am.
Sitting all alone.    Wondering when
love can give...
Your heart back to my home.

Yes, I am here again.    And I feel
this pain,..so real.    There's an
emptiness within;  no time;  nor
touch can feel.

So when will my broken heart be
represented by the stars.
Will they let me fly with broken
wings?    Can I mend my heart
to love again?

I'm at my edge of faith;  there's 
no giving in...for I have yet
to find,  only but not a soul-
mate's friend.

I beg of  Fate to let this decom-
posing end.    Let me grow stronger
within,  let me dream and have
a purpose again.

Why won't you let my emptiness
end?    So I can mend my heart 
to love again?

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Fate

I've spent many days 
Traveling on this emotional
roller coaster.
The blood drips
from 
my feet.
Still I can't
seem to get
any closer.
I'm in pain
from missing you.
And I know 
it's far too late
I can't help
but to question
if loneliness
is my fate.

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What Makes Me Deserve?

I often wonder why
God has given me the gift
Of a pleasant sight through eye
That'll make your eyebrow lift.
I know I'm beautiful,
and so much more inside.
Well then if I am so stunning
Tell me 
What makes them
wanna see me cry?
What'd I do 
to deserve this black eye?

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Speed

A whole lot of speed
on an open road
you're travelin'
Constantly tickin' down
to only givin' you away.
There is no making
U-turns
nor bustin any lefts 
to make a break
It's killin' you
this road trip.
But turnin' right 
is now too late.
So you speed on down
this roadway
In the only direction
left to drive.
I told you
it won't come easy
goin' down that
passing lane.
You didn't want to 
believe me when I said
You needed to 
slow down and appreciate.
So, I guess it's true-
Life's not fair-
And it's not fair 
that I can't help you!
I can't take your hands
from off that wheel!

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Existence

You know things aren't right
they never have been
I'm tired of the lies
that keep you in hiding.
Things are on your terms
this relationship we have
And it's not even love
only I'm the one who's sad
You've used me
and used your lies
to hold me near
through all this time
I must say good bye
But I know not 
of where  my wings are to fly
Just let me go
Release your chains
I'm not the fugitive
I'm supposed to be the fame.
My life has only stopped
or has been put on hold
since I've met you
Now I’m growing old
Without accomplishing my dreams
For a love let my passions  die
And live each day's existence 
In a sad and lonely lie.

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Reflection: State of My Being

Mentality keeps a constant tickin
how to better all my misfortune
While the Devil's at play
with my sensitive emotions
Still at heart a child willing
and wanting to expand my wisdom
The battle behind this reflection
there is that only as a hanged man
Dissappointment for the woman in me
tends to deep me from a better hand
Though I am as an oppressionist
and know those steps to give soul that security
This love affairs a constant challenge
along with the voyager that's become of me.
I'm worn down by the dullness
of the way home can't seem to change
Through all this negativity the
continuous trials are never astray.
I pray the world that looks upon me
can see what feeds my brilliance
For there's really only good 
God has given me
The life we are worn 
should be of no importance
ANd someday I'll be able 
to turn these rusted tables around.
Only to make it better for those
generations lying after me.
Hopefully then-
Children can play,
Woman are free
and marriages live on forever 
Happily.