Everyone has their moments...

Alone……cold…..broken….hollow…empty. Alone. This indescribable unbreakable feeling. Eyes swollen bloodshot red, flowing rivers, curled up without control. The tole it takes on you…like your lacking blood in your system…lacking life….lacking…happiness. The feeling of happiness is at the reach of your arms yet knowing you will never be able to obtain it.... never truly at least.

Life is about taking risks

Life is about taking risks. One will never know that the outcome of a choice or action will be without taking risk in life. Would one rather take the risk and take the results as an experience or avoid a possible negative result altogether? In my opinion, I take every opportunity that has the possibility of a positive outcome of course and hope for the best. One will never know if one could’ve succeeded in whatever goal the person could’ve taken. In my eyes, I feel I can never look back on the opportunities put forth in front of me and think what if? I feel more accomplished just making the decision to try my best and thrive for the best outcome. By making the decision to take the extra step, even if the outcome is a loss, I will at least gain the knowledge through experience of how to make a better decision the next time an opportunity of the same criterion is put before me. Life is about taking risk and one does not know how to truly stand up tall before one falls first.

White lies: Necessary or Unnecessary?

My current blog topic will be about white lies. When should one use a white lie, when does a whit lie in fact become a regular more serious lie, and are white lies even necessary. Most people will say white lies are necessary for specific occasions meant to avoid drama or unnecessary conflict with one another. An example of a white lie could be if a girl or guy is on their way to meet their girlfriend or there date (doesn’t really matter which) and on the way they bump in to an old friend of the opposite sex. Now the boy or girl that bumped in to the old friend has no intentions toward their old friend yet, feel the need to simply say to their date that they were running late because of transit or traffic issues. In this case, the white lie was made to avoid conflict with one’s date or significant other simply for the fact that that person might construe what happened. Should this form of white lie be necessary? Should one need to make such a minimal lie? Should the fact make one’s date or significant other have the right to be upset? This is just a minor dilemma with youth and even with older people. In your opinion, what is the right thing to do?

A lot deeper

Okay, so after my last post I thought I might get a little deeper and express a poem that I wrote for a close friend of mine. She is very inspirational to me and I have the upmost respect for her. This is her story.

An inspiring story

Words of a wise man stand strong and never fall....A girl I know lacking the wisdom became the wise one, made decisions some of the bad ones some of the right ones. She spoke things beyond definition of terror but all life all real the deal never sealed but a continuous story... The story of life the reality and gravity of a situation the gothic stages thinking the world is mad at her mad at me but it's just a phase. The plays that people make as chapters of their lives to make fake laughters hoping to capture the essence to feel the presence of meaning but maybe doesn't exist. Sexually molested at the age of nine of all times to confine such youth and corrupt the mind to impact forever to always remember and remind herself of what happened. But no ones laughing, this play of reality casting numerous disgraceful characters. This girl perfect in every aspect but lost searching for the definition the meaning the feeling so demeaning like a nightmare but her eyes are wide open and only seeing what society is capable of. A girl with one of the most beautiful smiles I’ve ever laid eyes on,Her character her thrive beyond others, So you just think and wonder... We the people just a number malleable to society like rubber.Smiles and laughs just a cover what's under and within. Her parents corrupted more than ever such terrible influences hurts to know that she's been through this. Cutting up her insides the consistent and growing internal bleeding, her father cheating on her mother then beating his daughter for the satisfaction of his needing treating his daughter like dirt worth less than a canal street purse, she dealt with this mountain since birth a curse that with knowledge can overcome with a burst with her thrive and thirst for a better life. Eventually sent to a shelter with no one to help her the other would rob her she felt helpless and bothered but always stood strong. Never gave up hope because she knew all along that in the long run she will prosper. Eventually came high school the school of hard knocks place with a new beginning her smile grinning anxious for a new, To be fresh, refreshed take a deep breathe and keep her chin and chest up. She then fell in live. Thinking for just a moment that there might possibly be good on this earth, That there are things of value in her life worth the risk felt like a bird at it's highest climate searching for that paradise praying that she finds it but doesn't. Her new beloved changed for the worse back with the curse because it never left. She starts to tear up takes a deep breathe and deals feeling concealed in a plastic world fighting to break the surface the worlds purpose is only to make us stronger human beings so that we experience not just thought but seeing. The endless black whole engulfing your soul resulting in another successfully corrupted human but not today. She never fell in fact smiles and never tells her story but something to acknowledge and benefit herself with that knowledge and the promise to succeed to progress go to college pays homage to the death and her past and embraces the new and her future where she is the controller, where she knows when to start and when its over. Never let's negativity of the world pass her borders, new as life smiles laughs pure as crystal water. When the world tried to deplete this girl for her purity but yet she smiles with pride and walks with honor, stress floods the lives of everyone if you let it happen so don't bother but take your shoulder and brush, blush at what life brings because it makes people who they are. Live your life, follow your dreams. Be smart never give up no matter if life makes you want to stop breathing. It doesn't matter if you’re fed up so be strong and always keep your head up. Life hits you back from wall to wall but, since the beginning she never gave up, in fact she stood strong without a fall.

My first piece with you all

Okay, so since I can't think much of what to write today I'll just give you all a little sample of my spoken word poetry. Hope you all like it :)

title - Can I have the job?

I want the job. The job for your heart. The art of love the

masterpiece I plan to make you my Sistine chapel, I just want to have

you make you mine, this job one of a kind, so in time I'll prove

myself. I want the job already got myself through the orientation,

showed you my patience, no compensation is necessary, your happiness

is my payment, but Already stated the introductory lines and

statements now on to the work. But for what it's worth I've never felt

this type of feeling, the urge to receive this only verbs can achieve

it so I'll prove it, love can make you do foolish things but in the

long run is worth it, my purpose to make you happy make it my job, I

want this. I need this. I need you. You who differentiate among the

rest, unique in countless ways a fresh breathe, never before until now

am I ready to take the next step. Love what you represent the

challenge given to me much more difficult than the others, the rest

just numbers, not even lovers, all I want to eventually say is I love

her, my job to caress nurture and hug her, bug her for more kisses

because I simply can't get enough work I love this job. You make me

feel both weak and strong at the same time. Weak like a boy with his

first crush strong as you make my muscles tight, this incredible

feeling like penguins love at first sight just feels so right and so

great my other half my soulmate so I need this job. Everytime we meet,

you give me a heart mur mur my heart skips a beat. But it's all just

the beginning already blushing and grinning as if it's my first crush,

I don't mean to rush because this job lasts a lifetime. There's always

a way to that specials persons heart you just need the right rhyme to

get their attention not to mention the hard work. So here I am at your

door step knocking, your heart pounding and rocking just like mine.

You open the door slowly as you turn the door knob, I'm here at your

door step for you forever and always……can I have the job?