Forgive Me

Forgive me if I didn't speak,
but I guess I have nothing more to say.

Forgive me if I overlooked you,
I guess you just failed to catch my eye.

Forgive me if I'd rather not be with you anymore,
I guess things are just more peaceful that way.

Forgive me I care to not listen to you anymore,
I guess it's that nonsense coming out of your Mouth that is causing me to go deaf.

Forgive me if I don't want to touch you,
I guess because you make my skin crawl and feel as if it's on fire.

Forgive me if I no longer want to walk with you,
I guess I'd rather walk alone.

Forgive me if I don't want to go anywhere with you,
I think I'd rather be locked in a dungeon.

Forgive me
Forgive me.

..........

But even you don't........


it really doesn't matter!!


BOOM in YOUR FACE!!!!!!!!

Off The Shelf

I just opened up my eyes and realized
I no longer have an interest
in what seemed to be the coolest
things, because they turn out to be the worst.
But yet I continue to be emersed
in the outburst
of life itself.
Taking a book of the shelf
I sit down to read,
as I scan the book on high-speed
I see the words on the page
Looking back at me as if I'm in the space-age.
But I don't comprend
and I won't try to pretend
why you think everything has to go your way
but since I'm not complying, I got to hit the highway.

A Flower

She remained untouched because she kept herself hidden.
Hidden behind her smile, her laughter, her family and her friends.
You do not always notice her because she likes to stay to herself, alone, and secluded.
She blossomed in her seclusion into a beautiful flower.
Although nature around her seemed to be only weeds.
She became a flower untouched by unclean hands.
A flower seen by many different eyes, making her acquaintance known of her a condition of inanimate desire.
A look of burning fire blooming out this flower, awaiting someone to possess her gift.

Overcoming....

As I look inside myself,
I see someone who is ever changing.
Morphing from a child, to a teenager, to a woman.
Through all that has attempted to kill me, I yet continue to live.

You tried to stab me in the side, but yet I healed and overcame those adversities.
You came to interrupt my solitude, but yet I was just amused by your failed gestures.
You devoted your time to destroying my name, but yet I prevailed.

You liked to sit and gaze at me plotting such cruel behaviors planned against me; planning my demise, but yet I continue to stand.
You criticized and freely discussed my downfalls and mistakes, but yet I continue to learn from them as one should.

There was nothing that could pin your restraint, but I refuse to fight that battle with you.
I refuse to run and hide under a rock, giving you the upper hand.
I continue to be a woman who embodies beauty, grace, and charm.
I am generous in my content, elegant in my walk, delicious in my role, eager in my comfort ability, guarded in my slumber, fair on the surface, and satisfied in my heart.

My Progression

If you see me sitting or walking alone,
do not feel sorry for me,
because God is just preparing me for my journey.
A journey so few will accompany me on.
I may be alone to your natural eyes,
but God's Grace and Mercy never me alone.
Many have entered into my life,
but many also have been left behind.

God is taking His time with me,
preparing my mind and heart for what is to come.
He is putting me a place where I have no else to listen to but Him,
and so I have learned to just surrender and if that means
putting on hold everyone around me,
so be it.

You thought I would always be there for you to pour your heart out to,
but all I could do is listen.
I could never offer any assistance to you and even if I did,
you would not have listened anyways.
You chose to take a different route, and so I had to go.
I had to go because while I was trying to
walk a straight path you would run off the road dipping and dopping,
while attempting to drag me with you.
Well those days are over now,
I am so free.


I do not feel a need to always be in the crowd
because I need to hear my own thoughts and not someone else's.
When you become negative I must go because I refuse to allow someone to sow seeds of confusion and discourse in my presence.
I am happy in my heart and I believe that is all that matters.

You may not like or even approve of the way I am,
but I am not living this life for you.
I have had to experience life's ups and downs as the next person but the difference is, God has given me peace in the midst of a storm.

Puzzle

Allow me to put together your jigsaw puzzle.
The many pieces of you that once put together will spring forth this wonderful, intricate and delicate creation.
I will put in the time to twist and turn every piece to find where it fits.
I will be patient, even when I am ready to throw in the towel.
Every little piece is important in seeing the complete work of art that is YOU.
So please lend me every piece of you and when I complete your puzzle, I will cherish it forever.
And if it ever breaks apart again, I will pick up the pieces and put them together again but this time I will ensure them with glue.