Happiness, Heartaches, and Everything in between

For as long as I can remember, I've always wanted exactly that: to be wanted.

Tue, 21 May 2013 19:48:29 -0400

A couple things I've learned and wish to pass on:

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:30:14 -0400

• it is terribly hard to save someone who doesn’t want to save themselves

• it is even harder to save someone when you can’t seem to save yourself

• forgiveness is easier said than done, but not impossible

• the sun doesn’t always shine, but it never surrenders to dark clouds

• it’s never a good time to give up or give in

• there is always a reason to live

I'm dabbling in the idea of publishing a chapbook of poems.

Mon, 20 May 2013 12:06:00 -0400

… I’m not too sure if I could sell 100 copies though.

This summer, I'm going to start writing a book.

Sun, 19 May 2013 16:27:31 -0400

“The Good Ones” - Imani Thompson “This is for...

Fri, 17 May 2013 22:43:15 -0400

“The Good Ones” - Imani Thompson

“This is for the good guys
and the good girls
who will never understand how doing right by someone
always seems to be where they go wrong.”

Time to piece my life back together.

Fri, 17 May 2013 00:31:11 -0400

I live for things like this, little notes like this one from...

Thu, 16 May 2013 11:44:57 -0400

I live for things like this, little notes like this one from people who appreciate and enjoy my work. I write for myself but I set my art free in hopes that it finds it’s way into the homes of souls that need to know that they are never alone. Poetry saved my life and this is my way of giving back to poetry, this is why I do what I do.

Willing myself to win.

Wed, 15 May 2013 23:18:06 -0400

I’ve been taking a lot of hits lately, from every possible angle. I’ve been shattering with every bump in the road. I’ve been cracking under the same pressure I’ve lived with for the past twenty years. I’ve been breaking down for all the times I didn’t break down in the past.

To put it simply, I’ve been falling apart.

I was recently told: “sometimes we need to fall apart so that we can be put back together into a better version of ourselves” and I’m looking within myself to do so.
There’s no better time than now to become the person I want to be, to surround myself with the people that will enrich this growth, and to be reborn.

So here lie my ashes that I will rise from.

From this moment on I’m coming out of the dark and just focusing on the light.

Clean slate, I’m going to will myself into better days.

I’m going to will myself to win.

I'm falling apart... again.

Mon, 13 May 2013 19:49:46 -0400

Rather than do so in the watchful eyes of social networks, I’m going to walk away from the computer and my phone and shatter elsewhere.

I love watching the sunrise because it reminds me that even the darkest endings cue beautiful beginnings.

Wed, 08 May 2013 06:08:55 -0400

… I just don’t want my heart to be under siege ever again.

Wed, 08 May 2013 03:41:29 -0400

… I just don’t want my heart to be under siege ever again.

I'm starting to think I'll never get over this.

Tue, 07 May 2013 15:30:02 -0400

Only in the Third Hour

Thu, 02 May 2013 03:04:21 -0400

My bestfriend broke my heart not too long ago and it hurts around 3am everyday. It’s devastating to know that the one person you never thought would hurt you, did exactly that, in the worst possible way.

At 3am, I love her.
At 3:30am, I hate her.
At 3:45am, I miss her.
All other times, I feel nothing.

She only matters between 3am and 4am when my guards are down, but soon, she’ll be nothing at all.

Nothing.

An explanation for my brief absence.

Wed, 01 May 2013 20:31:07 -0400

Life hit me pretty hard and I couldn’t bear to write another sad poem, but I couldn’t find it in me to write anything but.

I sought to paint worlds more colorful and bright than my own.

I grave dug for memories worth remembering and pulled from the good.

I wrote incomplete poetry that would somehow complete me but it didn’t.

I’m still broken, but no longer breaking.

I’m going to be okay … eventually.

Yesterday (4/24/13)

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 20:30:29 -0400

I found myself completely consumed in darkness
Submerged in my own bays of tears
Surrounded by barely recognizable fragments
of myself on the floor of my psyche
I almost drowned at the hands of my demons
Almost suffocated in the dark smoke of my evils
My evils tore through the mangled remains of my strength
They devoured every bit of fight left in body
Every molecule of hope in my soul
I mourned until the disintegration of my demise
I wept for a break in the storm
For a way out of the pain
I cried for a reason to live
and then there it was,
speaking goodness into my existence
from the other side of that phone line
I found strength in a single phone call
It got really dark last night
Until one woman sought to show me the lack of wrongs in my rights
I was given hope in a state where I thought all hope was lost

"I am fully aware that there are times when I am too much of a high tide. When my jealous heart,..."

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 13:40:44 -0400

““I am fully aware that there are times when I am too much of a high tide. When my jealous heart, built from years of proving that I was worthy of of unworthy people’s attention, threatens to split us…””

- Joshua Bennett

(4/23/13)

Tue, 23 Apr 2013 20:30:28 -0400

there isn’t much
light
left
in my life

(4/22/13)

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 20:41:03 -0400

I should’ve known better than to
love an unsure soul
trust an unsteady heartbeat
give my all for nothing

(4/21/13)

Sun, 21 Apr 2013 20:30:33 -0400

Will you stay long enough for me to write you a poem or two?
Will you be my muse?

Can I turn your smiles into smilies?
Can I make your heartbeat my poetic meter?

If I leave a poem under your pillow,
Will you read it?

If I write you poetry as you fall asleep,
Will you listen?

If I love you, will you love me back?
Will I have to ask you to stay or would you do it on your own?

Can I love you hard without any regard for reciprocation?
Can you requite my love?

Will you leave or will you stay?

(4/20/13)

Sat, 20 Apr 2013 21:16:59 -0400

Today, I would write poetry
But I’m too busy being happy