Carolina road

Baby doll come lie your head down on daddy shoulder now, and allow your tears to take over...pain isn't for you to hold onto

And just so you know, daddy sure does love you. 

daddy sure does love you

daddy sure does love you

daddy sure does love you

    I'm walking into a low-key bar, asking can I get a shot of whiskey and rum, with the scent of your perfume on my coat, ha-ha the bartender turned around and said: who are you kidding now. Its me your sweet old baby girl. Like, the scent of my cigarettes couldn't cover up, what scent was left on your jacket now.

  So, she winked and turned, and smiled sarcastically and said: who is daddy's little girl now...the sent on your jacket sure as hell ain't mines.

  I never thought once in a blue moon, I would ever catch you here, nor would you be the one to serve me, whisky and rum. Now I guess it's time to call shot-gun... daddy sure does love you. So, I guess I'll order up  one more round of whiskey and rum, before I walk out on you now.

Daddy never thought to do you wrong. But, I shall take all the blame for, the hell I've done to you. So, I won't get that last kiss goodnight, nor a good hug good-bye.

 I want you to always know, daddy always will love you forever...you are these strings to my guitar. So, this is my last goodbye... daddy sure does love you.

daddy sure does love you.

... daddy sure does love you.

 So, I guess I will not be taking you home tonight.

Vibe nation

If you could only choose the color of, every emotions that takes place, it would be the color of shattered glass. Now I leave you to ponder on that note...Many emotions can have multiple shades. So, don't bring me back to yesterday or any other day. I want to remain peaceful in this moment, and doing my best to leave negative people, and feeling a lone. This is the vibe I have chosen to carry through out this life. Therefore, don't try to damper my pride.

Truth reveals

  Silence surely does hurt when it comes to unspoken words... your heart can only handle so much. But, when it comes to finding the space to release, keeping it all in your head is never enough, causing nothing but flashbacks and broken tears. Man, what I'm I doing here? I see my purpose in life but, getting it is hard. Therefore, it's better when I put it into words.

  Living With a disability isn't easy when you have other conditions too. Yeah to the blue and white placard, there's nothing to become hype about. I rather park somewhere else. But, I'm not the one behind the wheel. I have been broken for a few days now, trying to gather all my thoughts in my head.

  I never look towards death... I know that is not the answer. I need space and I need freedom. I'm done with being connected at your hip, I'm me and this is who I'm.

  I have tried multiple times to voice my needs. And it just goes in one ear and out the other, damn when will it ever seep in. So, I rather build metal on a stone wall... You never want to see the best in me at all.

  A child who has a lot of potential, and will rise to the top...these eyes are tired of seeing things, and can't speak face to face...you really can't get a word in. So, throughout these years, I know where your heart truly lies and, I will do perfectly fine.

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.

Connect

  Today and everyday, let's be connected at heart, let go of your difference for a moment, just to be able to listen to each other. We all operate the same way. So, why can't we stop to listen, rather than break down the wall, of someone else life, or belief.
 I speak on different levels to my understanding...a heart can become wounded, if you can't find the courage to speak. And once you have found your courage, stand up proud and become your own voice. The voice of others has a significant place, called Love. And it should comes from within self, and who are we to judge someone else, if you can't see for yourself.
  America is separated because there's is no direct contact, war between war, put down those guns that's for sure. And learn how to speak again...this is how we can make America great again.