asmythoughtschange

Daily situations resulted in this blog.

Taking on new thoughts

Heard all the excuses

some I’m sure were lies

unfortunately, now it deuces

a child to hold ties.

Our fairytale came to an end

long ago it was dead

space helped to mend

as I sleep alone in my bed.

New thoughts I think

new plans I make

the sadness had to sink

no more emptiness I’ll take.

Life is too short to waste

trying to be something I’m not

reality is a bitter taste

one day I’ll get the knot =)

12/08/2013 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Heartless

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After all we’ve been through

the same shit you do!

Fuck this relationship

fuck the regular lies from your lip,

Ink you spill from one to the next

its no wonder frowns, vexed.

You’re all the same

playing the love game.

I will leave your thoughts open,

your heart drowning, sunk in.

your thoughts, your feelings

your cares, I cared, now who cares

…heartless…

09/16/2013 Posted by | poem, Poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Changes. ..

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I wonder in my mind
What is it you’ll find

A resemblance of me
No, never, but maybe

Will you be content
Or just to an extent

I needed you
How could you choose

…leaving… left…gone
lonely mornings at dawn

Can’t help but think
If this could change with a wink

Its not that easy though
Our loves at a plateau

05/24/2013 Posted by | poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

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05/22/2013 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

I’m thru with it….love

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Love….you used to mean something to me. You’ve shown things I needed to see. Love….I was glad to have you. I don’t like what you turned me into. Love….you are no longer needed My expectations of you, exceeded. I won’t look for you anymore Returning the feeling, I once wore.

03/26/2013 Posted by | Poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Appearance

Just a thought…

Do you ever look at some people and wonder what goes on in their life? An appearance can be deceiving, misunderstood, confusing, or just plain truth about someone. I seen someone and thought, “damn they got it together”, I was wrong. People have much game, in other words….lies, their appearance along with their words can be mistaken for what and who they really are. Bad thing is, you try to believe people and not always think the worst, but what’s shown…the worst. Then we’re left stereotyping, or not trusting, which can lead to problems.

I’ve been a bad judge of character, but, I can sometimes look right through the bullshit. Eyes are an obstacle, I can’t always get through. They say you can see someone is lying through their eyes, but a compulsive liar will look you in your eyes and make you believe their lies as much as they do.

Women carry themselves a certain way, and they’re looked at for their appearance. Once you talk to some-eye opener, not what you thought. Some dress conservative, and you think, “ok, damn I wonder what kind of car she drives”?, and you look, its a wrecked Ford Taurus, where you’re thinking it would have been a Lexus. Or maybe its the other way around, she’s looking trashy, and she’s rolling in an Escalade on 28’s. And then there’s the men…oh I love this, he passes you by at the store smelling so good, looking nice, appears to have it together and you think, (damn, maybe he’s the one, good job, dresses nice, fine, and he has no ring on his finger), but, yes but he’s got a woman he’s shacking with, and has kids, his job isn’t the greatest, and will still give you some play because he lured you in by his appearance and in the end, that’s all he’s really got. And then there’s the guy we think has nothing, jeans, white T-Shirt crisp on the sleeves, like he just ironed it, long thick gold chain, with a few golds in his mouth, in the back of your mind, street pharmacist…not the type of guy you’d want around for fear of having to bond him out at some point. When in fact his appearance says that, however, he writes poetry, use sweet and he has his own business and started from nothing and building it from the ground up, and his appearance let’s you know he hasn’t forgotten where he came from, but he had dreams and followed through with them. Has no woman in his life, because he’s focused on his dream.

My job requires me to deal with people everyday and sometimes, well most of  the time, I try not to stereotype them, however it is so hard due to their appearance. In everyday life people have their own style, and some wish they were what they appeared to be or not how they appeared to be.

In love, appearance says a lot too. You can be with someone and appear to be so happily in love, but   you’re miserable and want out, but can’t, don’t know how, don’t want to hurt anyone so instead you hurt and stay in this, what appears to be happy relationship.

In my life I’ve shown sides that I’m not. I’ve appeared to be happy and stress free when I was lost and confused, hurt, felt unloved, but still held onto a facade of happiness.

Anyway, just felt the need to write about something and appearance was brought to my attention this morning.

Have a good day, and thanks for reading =)

05/17/2012 Posted by | Sharing My Thoughts | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Haiku #13

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His secrets and lies
I love you, I really do
…It is what it is…

03/12/2012 Posted by | Haiku | , , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Next

The next one
Thinks they’re the best one
“I can treat you better”
They answer their phone, never
Giving the next one a chance
Not anticipating a bad romance
Don’t mean to categorize them the same
But the next one? Still in the game…
I’m too grown for Hasbro
A little something you should know
I don’t have time for a wham bam thank you ma’am
I consider myself a woman, that’s what I am
You think you’re the best one…
Keep it pimpin… On to the next one.

01/18/2012 Posted by | Poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Haiku #2

Distance and miles
Unanswered calls, lonely nights
Lies, truths, stretched stories

01/08/2012 Posted by | Haiku | , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Who can I run to?

Underneath this pale skin
Lies memories of where I’ve been
The poetry I write, its about me
Can’t write on what I haven’t seen
My heart is more scarred
Than that of a junkies arm
Always wanted a real love
But now, that’s something im scared of
So many stories and lies
People have so much to hide
Who can you begin to trust
Each disappointment makes it hard to adjust
I want a love that’s irreplaceable
Not one that’s sometimes available
Never been one to be alone and sad
The past few months, I’ve been so mad
It’s one thing after another
It’s not easy as a single mother
My love and kids is all I have
I miss the shared laughs
I don’t like to write anymore
But lonliness is hard to ignore
Change is definately in the making
I need patience with the time its taking
Removing people I don’t need
Replacing them with people who care for me
One step at a time
My life, I will redesign…

11/29/2011 Posted by | Poetry, Sharing My Thoughts | , , , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

*insanity*

I get the voicemail

it drives me freaking crazy

answer the damn phone!!!

10/17/2011 Posted by | Haiku | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

   

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