I look for a place above and beyond my deepest expectations I hope for a world that sees me for who I really am I wonder about where I go from here.. I stay up nights hiding from where I need to be Needing the understanding of my true existence Where am I? In a land of the free…. Free mind yet trapped In a place where my own inhibitions keep me From where I need or long to be in life I have wonderful influences Yet so many negative attributes That I wonder why I am here I know to be a mother to my son Where as he is a wondering soul without guidance Yet if I don't know where I am going Then how can he? I have developed an understanding As to why I live the way I live Yet I do not think I have completely accepted it I know that I live a crazy life I have quoted this time and time again The mouthy words yet have no meaning I take time to reflect on to what is really important Is my happiness even a factor in my life equation Is dreams of my future just a myth Or am I just living day to day Hoping for it all to end and for my life to be normal again I wish to shout from the rooftops HELP ME And take me away Lord Please forgive me of my trespasses and let them trespass through me Please get me out of my misery Help me to see another way Yet I sit here and dream… For a past-time where in my craziness My life actually had purpose Where I was myself for once And whatever I said or did mattered I had dreams, expectations, and hopes Where is my hopes now are sad They have no purpose but to stand there dormant Where I am going through the motions but am standing still Dreading for the morning Because my drifting dreams do not come true As I wish to live in the floating imagination of my mind Where no one can hurt me I can wake up where I hurt day in and day out I go in and out Hoping and dreaming for a better day Where I want to be awake When life made sense Yet I float on…miserable Saddened on the disbelief that I can make it through another day Dream once again It will be the only way to get through Just keep the words flowing and the thoughts To be true and genuine Where my depression can be a distant memory of what once was Where the hurt can be masked my happiness Once again Where my mania can overpower my drive To dive so to speak Grasping for air As I can barely breathe in my own being So sad as to why I cannot say these thing sto others And to my head these thoughts lie Sleep baby sleep What I need yet my thoughts will no turn off Eyes droop and thoughts keep coming Not manic but clear For once in my life I can see an out Wherever that out is As it is not as far away as it once was
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
My thoughts Feb. 2008
Carefully created by Heather Stokes at 7/16/2008
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Have no inhibitions
set your self free
do an HNT
thank you--I try
that laff
it has to be u
keep laffing
keep smiling
the world loves a clown
more so when he/ she is beautiful
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