I choose to be silent in times of pain.
I write a lot when I am sad or really inspired.
If I do not get these thoughts out of my mind, it slowly drives me insane.
I am simple- but lead a complicated life.
I love- love deeply and forgive too easily; but I believe that forgiveness is a sign of divinity and love is the aftermath of that divinity.
I believe that love is maybe...not for me...but it does not stop me from loving.
I fall too easily and pick myself up just as quickly but it gets harder each time it happens.
I claim to be fearless but really- I fear somethings, like being alone.
I pretend to be hardcore on the outside, it is all a barrier to keep people from what has been deeply hurt- my heart.
This is my hiding place away from everyone who know me in reality- but those who truly know me always find me. Maybe that is why I run and hide. I need those people who can find me. I adore them and need them. They know who they are, even if they carry names not their own, identities that keep the rest of the world out. They are like me- they have alter egos..lol..they have tender hearts and they have beautiful spirits. I am grateful for my friends who have, over time, become closer than family.
I write a lot when I am sad or really inspired.
If I do not get these thoughts out of my mind, it slowly drives me insane.
I am simple- but lead a complicated life.
I love- love deeply and forgive too easily; but I believe that forgiveness is a sign of divinity and love is the aftermath of that divinity.
I believe that love is maybe...not for me...but it does not stop me from loving.
I fall too easily and pick myself up just as quickly but it gets harder each time it happens.
I claim to be fearless but really- I fear somethings, like being alone.
I pretend to be hardcore on the outside, it is all a barrier to keep people from what has been deeply hurt- my heart.
This is my hiding place away from everyone who know me in reality- but those who truly know me always find me. Maybe that is why I run and hide. I need those people who can find me. I adore them and need them. They know who they are, even if they carry names not their own, identities that keep the rest of the world out. They are like me- they have alter egos..lol..they have tender hearts and they have beautiful spirits. I am grateful for my friends who have, over time, become closer than family.
- Last seen 2 days ago. Member since June 24.
- I'm a citrine experience poet for 159 comments.
- I am a woman (United States)
- I have 159 comments, 1 contest, 38 poems, 26 journals
My Poetry
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You could die in a car wreck
the very day you told me you loved me14 lines, 4 comments, November 13 -
8 years of hell
4 more added on52 lines, 2 comments, November 11 -
Your body is my gentle stroke on a canvas pulled taut
a lullaby soft and sweet sung from angel lips29 lines, 2 comments, November 7
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I held on to him in the chilled breeze that blew off the ocean- feeling warm, comforted and perfectly calm. I had never seen a sunset like the one I saw that night. His smile warmed me even though it was a bit chilly on the beach. I was dried out by the sands of the desert and yet- here he brings me to life on the beNovember 22, 400 words. → Make first comment?
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I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles In our eyes are mirror images and when We kiss they're perfectly aligned And I have to speculate that God himself Did make us into corresponding shapes like Puzzle pieces from the clay And true, it may seem like a stretch, but Its thoughts like this that catch my troNovember 2, 300 words. → Make first comment?
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Draig aine : welcome to AP on September 12I am honored by yoour bronze thingy, you have a good ear and mond for tanka well done indeed
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inspired-8 on September 2
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inspired-8 on August 19
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Eric Marsh on July 22where are you..come back
