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MY DAUGHTER IN LAW SUCIDE ATTEMPT HOW I SAVED HER LIFE

MY DAUGHTER IN LAW SUICIDE ATTEMPTS SHE ARRIVED FROM MIAMI BROKEN BY A DOMESTIC VIOLENCE RELATIONSHIPS WHILE ATTENDING COLLEGE HER EXPERIENCING USING ECSTACY MOLLY'S DRUG OF CHOICE FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS MAXING OUT DADS AND HER MOMS CREDIT CARDS SHE WAS PRETTY BITTER NOT KNOW WHICH WAY TO GO SHE ARRIVE EITH TWO BLACK EYES AS

A Place Of Sanity Sought

When the mind stops, blank without thought,
It goes to a place of sanity sought.
For sanity is to chaos’ distain,
That place where silence and calm are gain.

It’s from this place of quiet and calm,
That peace can bring a healing balm.
As soothing as a soft cool breeze,
This time of peace will surely please.

It’s here when lavished in

Prometheus

Ephemeral blur.

Is what our hearts endure.

As though it were...

Written in a cosmic stir.

And yet stoic hearts still fly.

And the prettiest flowers die.

Sowing golden seeds.

In life's aeonian rhyme.

Storms

There are times when I am just tired of the endless rain.
Walking in the middle of this desert, once again.
No one knows the chaos of the battle I am fighting for my seed.
Faith is a choice, its something you must feed.
The darkness I feel at times, is part of the process I am facing to

Life Inside A Florida Prison

the walls sweat like old drunks

union correctional, they call it—

correction my ass,

this place was built for breaking.

men bleed here, quietly,

a shiv under the ribs,

a mop bucket wheeled by,

nobody looks too long.

guards strut fat on overtime,

pockets heavy with side deals,

they sell cigarettes like gods

and laugh at the rest of us starving.

chow hall—if you can call it

newspaper business has brought us far

newspaper business has brought us far
to these territories where desert rivers
descend from    huge clouds cultivated
but we live on        twisted lips to build
something for              those coming in
oh you who love   

Wary Glances are Cast;

Wary glances are cast;
You look at me now
But by tomorrow -
I'll be as dispersed vapor.

If rumors shot bullets -
I'd be in the grave.
Thank you, Lord – I'm alive
But I wonder, what for?

- The Question -

                                          is life predestined
          

I Am a Rainbow

I Am a Rainbow

I am a rainbow
One color built upon another
Sometimes red hot with inspiration
Often the warmth of an orange autumn
Yellow brightens my sunny personality
While green reflects desire to grow
Blue soothes my restless waves and feet
As I dream in purple's visions
Each colors my days outside lines of black and white
And I love being in the

I am Yellow - Updated

iconic sunrise
I wear no disguise,
really.
as do butterflies,
earth, I colorize
freely.
golden moon full-size
lulls school bus allies
briefly.

HOPE OF A DIAMOND

Eyes like a Colored Diamond
Became like a Stone
She wanted to Run away
Not from Life
But from Present.

Her thoughts Becoming deeper than Galaxy
Hiding a Ocean behind her eyes.
She Prayed everyday
Not for a Miracle
But for a Change

She wants to Shine
Not for herself
But for the Lost ones like her.
She realized she was the Change
And started her Journey again

This time

Learn or Burn

You look skyward to pay homage
to those who may reside,
some point in that direction
one's faith, has so implied.

Have yet to know the answer
no facts provide confirm,
I spend no time believing
nor can I disaffirm.

When time it comes for leaving
a chance for me to learn,
if heavens not the answer
I'll settle for the urn.

I Am Rose

I am rose, albeit a dusty rose;
my journey forward has been long and hard 
along this narrow well-worn path I chose
that’s left me old and grey with dust-caked clothes
and dreams dismissed, emotions slightly scarred.

And yet the hopes that ever lead me on
are optimistic dreams with colored bows;
I’m always chasing my tomorrow’s dawn
and reaching for the

The Long Road Home

I have carried myself through miles of silence,
where the wind speaks louder than memory
and the ground keeps every secret.
I thought I had put out of sight.

A child’s laughter drifting through twilight,
the scent of rain that lingers like prayer,
and shadow in hand now behind my reach,
These are the pieces I collected along the way.

There are nights

It Rained on Me

It rained on me in the dry season. 
Season jacketing me with dust, 
Dust absorbed my real hope.

Hope fractured in time, 
Time unendingly discolored my soul. 
Soul pleaded for light.

Light died in startling grief. 
Grief engraved my title. 
Tittle that got lost to the wind.

Wind screamed through pain. 
Pain that basted my skin, 
Skin that

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