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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Butterflies into Burnt Cocoons

Sitting here, head in the clouds.
I'm dreaming.
I'm screaming.
No talking, I'm just breaking and faking.
Remembering how to be someone else, and
Remembering what to do to be false.
Wishing I could be someone other than me.
Looking in the mirror at a tortured soul.
Blocking out everything and shutting down.
I retreat into the shadows to fade to nothingness.
Reverse metamorphosis.
The cocoon burns and falls to the ground.
There's nothing left and I cannot be found.
I'm tired.
I'm mired.
Through the scars and the wars, I still have lots of fears.
Holding onto a thread that is slowly fraying.
My wings are coming unglued and collapsing.
If I had some fairy dust or if I could hold a shooting star,
The hope I had wouldn't be failing, and I wouldn't be falling.

All Are Equal

Free, Free, Free at last!
Thank God Almighty! I'm free!
Finally, I'm free.

Slavery is ended.
The abolitionists won.
Freedom is so sweet.

I am on my way
To a far better country
Where there are no slaves.

Sweet, sweet Canada!
No one looks at your colour,
And treats you equal.

Sweet equality!
Abolish awful racism!
Be kind to all people.

Black, white don't matter.
If you look beyond the skin,
And see who they are.

No stereotypes.
Always look beyond the skin.
Colour is skin deep.

Friday, March 26, 2010

New Places, New Things

New school
New life
New home
New wife
New memories
New friends
New jobs
New hobbies
New Ideas
New treasures
New kids
New toys
New sounds
New sights
New things
New frights
New fears
New fights
But we will soar up to new heights.

Then and Now

I used to think that finding true love was impossible.
I never used to believe the fairy tales' happy ending was real.
I used to think there was no such thing as a good person.
I never wanted to live.
I wanted to become so numb that nothing mattered to me.
I wanted to learn how to laugh again and be happy.
I wanted to love again.
I wanted to have a home.
I wanted someone to really care about me and not be pretend.
I wanted a better life.

Now, I want to keep going and live for another moment.
I believe in true love and happy endings.
I believe there are good people.
I can laugh and be happy.
I love my family and my life.
My husband loves me more than anything or anyone else.
I have the best life that I could ever wish for.
I live life now, not survive it, and I love to be able to feel again.
I can laugh because I'm happy, and I can be myself.