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Life In Transition And Homelessness

Being lost in the world and feeling no safe haven of your own trying to raise three kids who are at steak of being taken away, while trying to survive from this bitter two faced world of fear and disrespect. Life isnt easy while people look at you like a villain when you live homeless in transition and confusion yet. It’s really them who dont understand or even know what life is like for you. Yet they gloat as if they do. I try harder and harder yet to keep my head held high and my smile wide. Yet daily life is still the same and nothing has gone different or changed. With seven years without a job now and no roof to call my own, handicapped raising three kids on my own splurging on scraps and change to make enough change to make all ends meet.
A christmas made from gift cards of my money I have gained and saved. My emotions felt stay focused on one thing….the embrace of christ pulling me thru as my tears still fall from within both my eyes as I only continue so strong to try.

 

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My Deepest Everything

We rarely speak anymore
Yet we pass like two ships sailing the wide seas together
Other thoughts always crossing each others minds day and night
Yet your always there and never here by my side
You really think that that is alright
I’d rather be cuddling with you both day and night with you always and forever at my side
Not just a figment in time passing me by
Not just a thought or dream crossing my mind
I want to hold your name and be proud that I am yours and announce that you are forever mine
I want to make love for real and make the love we feel real and not just a word of the time within life
I dont just want to speak and say how we feel
I want to show you and feel it so much more. I want everything. I want it all to be sereal.
I want a life meant to be for real
I want to be outdoors with you hearing the call of a great horned owl overhead.
I want to be in your arms and holding hands in and out of my bed.
I want to cuddle next to the warm fire every holiday and in the cold
And ride horseback along a moonlit and sunlit beach
I want you to truly be my deepest everything.

 
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Posted by on December 6, 2012 in Animals/Nature, Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

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The Hand That Reaches

The hand that reaches out

Is the hand that’s meant to save

to grasp and embrase in tightness, love and understanding of many and all things

the hand that reaches out digs it’s own path and keeps it maintained

it’s the hand that will hold you high not letting you fall to the ground

it’s the hand that you will brag about and lend out for a friend who is in desperate need

It’s the hand you’ll keep around as long as it still grabs on strong that of a forever true friend.

the hand that reaches out is one that will never leave your side.

that will be the hand that hangs on to you and holds tight to yours walking you thru life

This hand embrasing yours never letting go

guiding you forward knowing always what’s got the best for you

it’s the hand that will lead you thru your dearest endevors and throughout your journeys in life

it’s the hand that will keep you walking tall and remind you to hold your head up high

the hand that reaches out is the one that will make a change

the hand that reaches out will give you what you need

it’s the one who will help you find a brighter tommorrow

give you a better day and help you always to find your way

the hand that reaches out is the one with the promise for tomorrow

who will be the voice for the future

who will remain with you for life

It will not leave you to sink and drown in sorrow

or leave you alone when you’re in fear

It will bring hand together lifting you up in prayer

the hand that reaches out will make you stronger holding on together

it will keep you open so that you are able to stay strong and find your own journey home

the hand that reaches out will not walk away when you call on it

it will be there in an instance never to let you down

this is the hand that I want

a forever friend with me

keeping me above them and helping me within my needs

this is a hand that keeps you happy and gives you what you need

it shows you all your worths and knows exactly what you diserve

this is the hand that reaches out

paying it forward

changing time

changing life

changing you and your own life

 
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Posted by on December 4, 2012 in Abuse/Beating, Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

In The Night. By Brie

Rest rest little head
Mommy’s there in the night
No need to fear
You are protected

Written by BrieAnna
Age 7

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You Are The Difference- VOTE TODAY

Each year we gamble about what to do or not do
about what should change and what should stay same
each year a new debate about what’s working and what’s Hurting and hindering us
be the voice
speaks your mind
take the vote
YOU CAN be that difference in the next year coming tommorow
Stop being the listening ear monitoring everyone else’s change
help be the change for your better days
say praise that it will work this time and HELP make it right
Make some noise
do an uproar
GO VOTE TODAY!!!!
ONLY YOU hold the keys to a better community, economy and government that we see.
YOU are the Difference
VOTE TODAY

 
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Posted by on November 6, 2012 in Poetry, Radio Stuff, Uncategorized

 

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The Voids Of My Own Desires … Adult Rated

I lye alone in the dark of night
with you filling my head within my mind
getting steamy and hother within my thoughts feeling my body begin to warm up. desperate for a nice kiss and a lot of caress and touch. All turned on and loose with my heart ready to feel ecstasy with you. A hard thumping heart and throbbing pulsing between my legs. I am craving you beside me and deep inside. feeling so relaxed and just what I want. this feeling I have is just not enough.I need the real thing. You in my bed with me, passionate as ever with you beside me. My whole body going numb. my breasts tender, swollen and pulsing for more. you just are not there to fullfill my needs more. my thoughts focused so hard on what could be but I cant get nothing more. I want you now. I want yout here. fulfilling the void of my own desires. I can’t handle the crave anymore. The throbbing is too much and I want more.

 
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Posted by on November 3, 2012 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

I Awoke To A Day Without The Load

It was a day as any other day

So I thought as I may

I awoke to do just what I needed to throughout my busy scheduled day

I awoke to a day without the load

Piles rising high scattered across the frames of the floor

rising higher yet then ever before

as I had procrastinated and delayed my worst putting off what I had no time there for

awaking to once again begin my clean

learning this day was a day without the load

With my clothes soiled and dirty and lying around mad

I was desperate for one full load

Used to washing at least six in a day

to here washing none and nothing clean…

It was boggling and blowing my mind out of frame as my day went wacky unable to clean

Making me mad and unsteady in daily life

making me crazy, a freak full of dismay and strife

looking for a place to hide away.

This was the day I awoke with no load

it’s making me loose my mind.

The day I awoke without the load

 
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Posted by on October 13, 2012 in kids, Poetry, Short Stories, Uncategorized

 

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