JUST WORDS

They are only a big deal
Because
Everyone else
Makes them a big deal.

God doesn’t
Make them a big deal
Nor do I
So why should you?

It
Is easy
For us
We work together.

I
Am
Just
His vessel.

They
Are
God’s words
Not mine.

So
If you want to praise anyone
Praise God
Not me.

If
It were just me
They would only be
Just words.
Written 8.19.17
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GUILTY

You loved me
But
You loved someone else more
I could see it.

So I
Unlaced my fingers
From your hand
Setting you free.

Emotionally
I didn’t let go
Never have
Never will.

Vows
Were exchanged
And
Promises made.

Time
Brought
Hurting
Things beyond human control.

If
Only
I had chosen
Another path.

Now
I
Feel
Guilty.
Written 5.17.17
________________

INSPIRATION POINT

Sometimes
My inspiration point
Is
Because I’d like to.

Sometimes
My inspiration point
Is
Because I want to.

Sometimes
My inspiration point
Is
Because I need to.

Sometimes
My inspiration point
Is
Because I’d love to.
Written 11.2.09
________________

DAYS ENDING IN WHY

Yesterday
That
Happened.

Today
This
Happened.

Tomorrow
It will be
Something else.

Sometimes
The only question is
Why?
Written 5.2.08
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JADED MESS

These words
Are
For you
Whoever you are
On any given day.

You are
My positivity
In a life
That would sometimes
Otherwise, be a jaded mess.
Written 4.12.17
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PURPLE REIGN

She was promised
A life
She never had
By her prince.

She loved him
So, she accepted his proposal
Her foot
Slipping into, the glass slipper.

But
Did he love her?
Did he
Even know how?

Loved by the world
And
Some
In her inner circle.

Pushed aside
And
Dismissed
By others, who didn’t agree.

Beyond protocol
She had thoughts
She had a voice
That went unheard.

Photographers
Blinding and smothering
Her
At every move.

What would have
Become of the world
Had she been free
To fulfill, her purple reign?
Written 4.4.17
______________

ON THIS PAPER

On this paper
I have thoughts
Where other places
Sometimes
No one cares what I think.

On this paper
I have tears
Where other places
Sometimes
I am told not to cry.

On this paper
I have a voice
Where other places
Sometimes
I am told to keep quiet.

On this paper
I can laugh
Where other places
Sometimes
I am told, its not that funny.

On this paper
I have feelings, I can vent
Where other places
Its best left unsaid.

I am
Not asking
For agreement
Or
Understanding.

I
Just
Want
To thank you
For allowing me to release.
Written 4.4.17
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