Message To Obama!!!

I am sooooo proud of you Obama. Not just a black american, but as a full american. I love this country and wish to live nowhere else, so to have you as not only a black president, but a righteous one everyone WANTS to follow, makes me proud. I beleive me made the right, and the best choice. And there is no turning back. I wish you and your family the happiest presidental ride and hope everybodies dream comes true. Not just MLK, but EVERYBODY's!!!Congradulations and God Bless!!!



Tuesday, January 20, 2009

im an open soar. deteriorating on the inside with a shiney polished smiled for an outside. decaying from untruthes and secrets. hiding my feelings and the real meaning of me. secretly telling myself.."well maybe..just maybe, if i say nothing, it will have never existed". i was wrong. oh so truely wrong. oh so truely needing to be wanted. never quite feeling needed or important. alil bit over anxious to be...to just be! expresssion, art, music, talk, snt enough to release this burden, a cry cannot safice, simply because i do not. i'd like to, but he option, the time, the moment, the deliverance of it has passed and the shadow of a heart that was left has turned to ice and has saved itself from broken-ness. so i can now jus so simply brush off the light-heartness and recoop from failure. from stress. from males. from broken-hearted-ness. from life. i can just brush life aside and keep walking. staying on the ground only by humbled upbringings. ive hidden wat was true. wat should have been said. wat could have been. a total diffrent life, a total diffren me, wouldnt need to type this, wouldnt need to be her, wouldnt need to think about it, or sign about it, or be cold hearted, or shutter at the thought, or e sad in the prescence of, or cry.......or anything.

Let's move on..shall we?!!

Final Spin

Im losing him. that little boy. that lil boy who was my bestfriend.
The one who'd ask for me. id change is pamper, wipe his ass, his milk mouth. id do every
and anything for. still would.
Guilty or not.
Id run after, chase, roll with, talk to, let in on famly secrets when he was shut out, play pretend
with, play cards with, laugh uncontrollably with, dance silly with, dress, bath, cloth.....LOVE
.....every and anything for and still would.
He laughs and lets my hands go, im still spinning and laughing hearing his voice dissapate into
one of my twirling baqgrounds.
It finally dissapears and im left in my last spin.
Stopping, disoriented, blurred and exactly where i started.
Alone.
I am losing him.
Is it me. is it supposed to be. was it enivitable or was i blink in my final spin.
Why can i see correct and he's still gone?.
Cant even hear his laugh.
Im losing him.

My first Blog!!!

This is my very first Blog ever. Dont know exactly wat to say or how to say it, but know then following ones after will not be the same. They will be random...Some will be short, some will be long, some will have nothing to do with one another, and some may not even make sense. Just know that there will be more. Maybe i'll finish my book on here. Maybe. Only time will tell! Let's move on shall we?!!