Sierra

  Have you ever sat and wondered about life and why your heart is still beating? This is a road no one should ever take; it's the devil's Russian roulette.

Tears upon tears and scars upon scars, this is sure to be one hell of a ride. This bridge shall burn because this soul holds on to hurtful memories. And it just can't take it anymore. So, here comes the voice of who I'm going to be... It's that time of year when I'm going to break free. So, I don't care who you are, or what you want from me... I have held back far too long, and now it's all about my destiny. Therefore, it's time for me to choose my destiny. 

 Sierra I don't mean to hurt you. But, this heart isn't made of gold; it breaks quite easily and holds on to things. Like a European viper when it has enough. So, I won't stick around for your deepest apologies. I have heard it all once before. 

Here are the simplest things I deeply need from you: I'm done with having my heart bleed out on the floor. This heart is calling out for independence. But you want to keep my heart tethered to the chain.Now I'm thinking about leaving... this heart is bleeding furiously. So, Sierra doesn't need to hear any more apologizes... I have heard these words all before. I just need to pack my things and go.

Soulmate

I hold your pictures close to my heart... distance is really tearing me apart. I'm wishing to see and hear, your blue eyes and sweet voice Serenade me again.
 I'm missing those days sitting out on the porch, with my head lying against your shoulder. And the smell of freshly made breakfast, and clean linen waffling in the air. Please only tell me this is only a dream, and I'll  find my match in heaven some day... I'm looking for my blue eye soul. Please do tell me: you're out there looking for your brown eyes honey... either skin complexion matters to you and me.
 It's the continuous flow of the heart and soul, that draws my connection to you. And I know you feel the same way too. So, I hope you are having the same vision too, a soul that doesn't see on the outter appearance. But, only looks from the inside out... that's what draws us close. 

Creative Mind and Soul

I could only imagine what abandonment feel like, a hole left in the ground, never to come back to cover it up, it's like a deep open cut sore. How can I place creativity in this mix? Creativity is always on the surface. Like, thoughts are away flowing, some come in as good and bad, this is how creativity can be taken in a nutshell, thoughts thrown on paper, canvas anything you name. These are expression turned into creativity, through the mind and soul.

Poetry Corner:

I want to help open your eyes, on what you have finished reading.First I want to say that, Creative Mind and Soul is a group of mines, and its based on all kinds of creativity. Like, Film, Screenwriter, writing in general, if you have the talent, you can be creative. So, this poem is about looking at an object, or seeing something different, and how it can be seen as the same. If that actually makes sense to you, I hope it does.