The End

Sometimes I wish I was a character in a book
At least I would know how my story ends

A Moment

I do not know the time nor day that I fell in love with you
It was simply a moment that I knew
I looked at you and thought to myself
This is it
This is who I am supposed to be with

Want or Need

Sometimes I wonder if I want you or need you

Tupac’s Poem

The world knows you not for who you truly were
You were not a thug or criminal
You were not just a rapper or man on the streets
You were an advocate, poet, brother, artist, lover and friend
Your words spoke a truth that no one dared to speak
A lyrical genius
You died too young
But your memory lives on

Take Control

The way to show others their behavior is not accepted is not by constant reminders, but simply no contact. People who care will realize what they have done and what they may lose. Those who have hurt you and care about you will make an effort to change their behavior. If those that have hurt you do not, then walk away. What you allow to continue will not ever cease. You can not control other people’s behavior but you can control your own. It is up to you to take control of how others treat you.

No Apologies

Be who you are right now
Flaws and all
Do not ever apologize
For being yourself

A Letter To My Mania

In my mania I have created my own chaos and doom
I have become someone I and others do not recognize
I have lost many people who do not understand
I have gained painful experiences I often write down
A curse it seems at times but I must say
To those who have stayed by my side at my absolute worst
You are the rarest, truest and greatest beings to exist
To myself I must say
You are the strongest and most courageous woman many have ever met

Better Yourself

I have always been yearning to be more than I am now
I am never content with staying the same


The love I crave you can not give me so I must leave

The Transformation

Allow your scars to transform you into someone stronger, wiser and kinder


My past will not dictate my future

The Manic Poet

Words toss and turn in my head
At rapid speed
Never ceasing
This is the high of my mania
This feeling is not madness
No not at all
Such a strange word to describe emotions so raw and beautiful
To feel everything so intensely is the only way I would want to live
I will come alive with this pen in my hand
Watch as the miracle begins
I must write the flames of words I see
These visions must be told
I do not stop
I can not stop
Words on paper have just begun