Troublesomesexi's blog: "poems (please read and rate)"

To My Son, I Love You I feel so fortunate to have you for a son I love your bright face when we talk seriously about the world I love your smile when you laugh at the inconsistencies in the world I love your eyes when you are showing emotion I love your mind when you are discovering newideas and creating dreams to follow Many people tell me that they cannot talk to their children that they cannot wait for them to leave home I want you to know that I enjoy you so much and I look forward to any time we can spend together Not only are you my adored son but you are also my friend I am so proud of you my son and I love you

Daddy I know you may never see this, but I miss you. I sit and cry every day, worried about you. I know your not doing so good. You have some health problems. But daddy I pray for you. I pray that one more time, I will get to be with you, Daddy, Its been so hard without you near I dont understand why its this way. Its been rough in my life. I need you back. Daddy, I want you to know I love you. The past is the past. Everynight i talk to Tec, I tell him that I love you. We have a future ahead, let the past go. I really miss you daddy! But for now I must go, Love Your Baby Daughter, DJ!

i can be a royal bitch like you wouldn’t believe, i can think such nasty thoughts like no one can conceive, i can have such mood swings and i can hold it all inside, and i don’t think you want to know the dirty things i hide. i resist your labels, i don’t fit into your scene, i am good and i am evil, maybe something in between, you see what you want to see or what i feel like showing, there’s something more behind these eyes worth knowing. i can love you better than anyone you’ve had before, i can write you poems and other things you can’t ignore, i can walk into your dreams and show you things about yourself, and there’s no amount of money that can match my wealth. i resist your labels, i don’t fit into your scene, i am good and i am evil, maybe something in between, you see what you want to see or what i feel like showing, there’s something more behind these eyes worth knowing. i can show you glimpses of my light and of my dark, i can reveal all of me, or keep things hidden in my heart, i can be mistrusting and jealous or thoughtful and kind, but i sure don’t take kindly to being left behind. i resist your labels, i don’t fit into your scene, i am good and i am evil, maybe something in between, you see what you want to see or what i feel like showing, there’s something more behind these eyes worth knowing.

A round peg surrounded by square holes, Fitting in each hole but never quite filling it. An almost match but never quite the same. Where do I fit in? Playing a drum in a string quartet, An instrument meant for a different song. I’ve been marching to a different beat all my life. How do I fit in? Painting with words and sculpting with yarn, Needles, hooks, and looms used to create my gifts. Following patterns does not make real talent. Why don’t I fit in? Waiting to hear magic words from those, I love, Thank you, I appreciate you, I love you. To hear those words I must say them first. When will I fit in? Weird is no longer my word, I am now unique, Normal will never be my claim in life. There’s no way they’ll ever understand me. I don’t want to fit in.

I can't be a slave; a very small voice whispered in the dark But you already are; the voice answered itself in the recesses of her mind. To be my Master's slave means I have given Him all of me. It means I have given Him my heart and I get to watch Him care for it with the utmost care. It means I have given Him my mind and I get to watch it become more nimble under His tutelage. It means I have given Him my soul and I get to watch it dance free within the circle of His arms. It means I have given Him my body and I get to feel it respond to His expert touch. To be my Master's slave means I deny Him nothing. If He asks for something, I get it. If He demands something, I get it twice as fast. If He wishes for something, I get it four times as fast. Am I His servant? Well, I serve His every desire, so yes. Am I His submissive? Well I submit to His every whim, so yes. Am I His slave? Well, I am His to do with as He wishes, so yes. To be my Master's slave means I get to fly higher than I ever have before. I get to give more than I ever have before. I get to receive more than I ever have before. I get to feel more than I ever have before. To be my Master's slave means more to me than most anything ever has before

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A ride in the wind The open road has a way of bring oneself to inner peace. "My thoughts are mine and mine alone." When the day is done and all that you endured throughout your hectic day has passed. It's time to Ride. As one you ride with your Iron comrade firmly against your soul, and all that you feel together as you hit the open road. And only those who ride can truly under stand the meaning of Freedom. And how it calls you with relentless passion. For it is said, "To Live is to Ride, And to Ride is to Live." And to all those who have fallen to feel what we feel. My the day be yours. In Memory and in Spirit you are remembered. Ride with me always my friend. For when it is my time to pass, I know you will be there.

at night i breakdown and cry and sometimes i don't even know why my loneliness is driving me insane so is my lonely heart the one to blame? heart I'm calling on you give me the strength to pull through but still i must believe there's another lonely heart out there waiting for me waiting for me I'm not sure which way to go is it my heart that i should follow heart I'm so unsure and now i need you more than before heart I'm calling on you give me the strength to pull through but still i must believe there's another lonely heart out there waiting for me waiting for me tell me I'm not the only broken heart feeling lonely I know everything heals in time but can time heal this lonely heart of mine at night I breakdown and cry and sometimes I don't even know why my loneliness is driving me insane so is my lonely heart the one to blame? heart I'm calling on you give me the strength to pull through but still I must believe there's another lonely heart out there waiting for me waiting for me heart I know your my only friend and one day we'll find love again