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Fly Away

Fly Away
I feel myself gliding among the clouds, which belong to the angels in heaven.
I know that this feeling is just a dream, a dream that I pray last all night and into the day.
How nice is it to fly with the creatures of the sky, this is where I belong where only the imaginary images shall hide.
It is so peaceful here; this must be the remnant of heavenly bliss. There is no stress or depression just a warm kiss, just a loving kiss from the wind to the side of my face.
I'm now in a place where the sun shines so bright, I can fly next to my love ones who have long before me learned to fly.
My kids would be here riding the waves of eternity. No stress or pain, a place where all voices will speak, and all mental capabilities will be as they should be; no more tears from a father eyes, things here will be as they should be. This here is a place where we all shall be set free.
I cherish this moment, this moment I hope will last forever and the dreams of reality and the gifts of memories last laugh. The place that only exist in the depths of our imagination; this is a place we call life true salvation, the spirits of its joy is all but taken.
A place that is neither here nor there, but in our heart, this place is everywhere. This is a place that seems to always make us cry, because it is the unknown. There is a question we ask like will we meet there again? But only the blessed ones know the answer to this question. So until I take that last drive, I will be here in this bed that we call life, preparing my wings and their pretty little wings to take our first flight.

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Mystical Pill

Mystical Pills
One pill is all I need, but the depression that hides in me screams for two, three, four, five...so I tip my head back and then swallow another drink, then pop another pill, while praying to God that the night I will survive but I know even when I awake my heart will still be half asleep, yet still alive

As I lay my head on the arm of the couch, my breaths become shallow while my heart starts to slowly release the pressure of all my pain. My eyes become heavy while my mind starts to wander, wonder will I see my children grow to be the manifestation of worldly perfections, our see my nephews and nieces again before the day of resurrection. 

But it is too late now; the drugs have already entered my veins, in route to my soul with a ticket that is one way. Guess the good things are that I will leave the depression and stress of this world behind, I will finally have, “a peace of mind”

As my mind drifts into the place of the unknown, I pray that God guide me back home. I pray that I'm forgiving for all my worldly sins; I pray that I will live on in the memories of all my true friends.  

Now as my eyes close, I hope the ones I love the most know, that if this last pill that I take is the mystical bullet to my brain, please remember me, and all of our good days. If God is willing, I will see you all again. We will meet in that place up in the sky; I will be there to greet each of you as you arrive. I will be standing at the gates with God and my smile.

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The Path We Must Take

I awaken this morning to the sounds of heaven. So I smiled as if I was transformed back to the tender age of eleven, that is the age that the earth stood still for me, and it was the time my friends and I could drift through the years. I knew at that moment, that this is the day that I have awakened to all of my worldly fears.
Last night I dreamt of the dreams, the dreams of the children that are thought to have no dreams. Last night before I awoke I floated alongside the creatures of the sky; we drifted over the creatures of the seas, these were the creatures that belong to Earth’s atmosphere but not a part of the earth lustful dreams. Then at that instance I past the people belonging to Gods kingdom, and watched them while they traveled a path through the fires. At this moment I could see that they were undisturbed even as the heat from the inferno set their souls on fire. So, I smiled because I didn't know if I should have cried, these were God’s children burning in an earthly fire. These were mothers and fathers walking with their children by their side-they were walking that burning path through Hell just to make it to the other side.
So this morning I awakened refreshed and brand new, the visions of my dream became so true. The people walked that path, but what I didn't realize is no matter how hot the fire they still made it through. That gives me hope that all will come true, and that the path that I walk will be cleared for me to pass through. Although I know that it will not be easy, within me a heavenly soul reside. As I travel this road with my seeds by my side, I will look into my heart and then to the heavens for it to be my guide.

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Daughter Story Lexipic 3

Daughter Story
Your smile is like a dagger that is passing through my soul, how could you love this man that stands before you? Bless your soul. If I had my way I never would have seen your face, you are so beautiful, you are the epitome of grace. You are the sun when my world sees dark days, you are greater than just a queen, and I pray that you understand that one day.
How could you love me baby, when daddy’s choice was so wrong? Do you even know that you are special and on this earth is where you belong? You are the chosen one, here to lead me from my pain, you are my Angel on Earth it is an honor to be your daddy and to watch you spread your wings. You are God’s special helper and I am only here to nurture you until you can fly, your destination is endless, but until then this world you will mollify. You are a gift to this world; yes a change will come with you leading the way following the beats of HIS drums.

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Nostalgic Man

Nostalgic Man
I have faint memories of what the world I live in use to be. Now the world is a faint memory of what I use to be. I remember the faint cries I use to cry behind those walls, when there was no one there to see the misery I had inside.

Nostalgic sense of reality, is what my faith is based on, the trust that I have is based on the past transgressions my life is built upon. When you cry tears of pain, and no one is there to wipe those tears away, no one but the ones that love you the most like mothers, brothers and sisters. Those tears will harden the softest of any heart, and lock pain in places that not even a strong rain can wash away.

I can remember days that I use to pray that my brother make it back home, and I prayed that the demons of the night wouldn't take him away from this world and leave him a lost soul. I spent timeless nights praying that my younger brother would be in a state of mind where he would not need to be, stuck in a place where people uncaring could not see the person that reside. Not know that his pain is unknown and our selfish heart will never know, what his mind is thinking of, when our simplicity in faith leaves us in the unknown.

I prayed that God would bless my mother, so after all the years of tribulations she would not have to struggle and the setbacks of the past would stay just that, in so she rise, in so she rise. I prayed that God would bless the footsteps of my little sister, she is so special, she is confirmation there is a presence of a higher power somewhere in the heavens.

Now with these faint memories I remember God lessons. He said to me. “My son you have to be strong and faithful to whom you are, you will be the world’s blessing and no weapon formed on this earth will get in the way of these blessings”. So as I walk these lonely streets physically alone, I understand that within my body is each one of the loves of my soul. I now understand if the people I love continue to love me the same. Then In reality I am never alone, the lonesome days and nights are only a figment of my dreams. Then I know when I wake up I will be a faint few miles away from the home where I should be.