Category: 06 Book/5 Stages of Grief

These are selected writings from Book 6.

‘A Letter to Pandora’

Say It: ‘I Am Woman. Hear Me Roar!’

A sample from Book 6

 A Letter to Pandora
  
 my dearest pandora:
you evil whore
 stop opening false doors
 I'm tired
of your illusive detours
 ‒your negative gore
  
 I'll admit
I fell for the allure
 the I love yous
the you're beautifuls
  
 I'll admit
 in my glass
I let others pour
  
 I gave up control
let others take it
 then gave them more
  
 their promising lure
came slow, gradual
  
 I believed in I'm yours
 I believed in giving
 ‒times four
  
 I swallowed hard
walked, paced floors
  
 I cried and cried
hid my raging sword
 as more and more
me...they ignored
 ‒never questioning
what for
  
 all this rage built
I learned to hoard
 keeping the peace
I constantly explored
 praying you'd close
 these selfish-hearted doors
  
 but I see
how easily
you get bored
 needing to keep
good hearts torn
 ‒racking up scores
on your evil board
  
 enough!
I'm tired of being scorned
 you're just
an evil whore
  
 my rage is building wings
 ‒jamming closed
your controlling doors
  
 hear me roar!
 I'm not a board
to be walked on
 or drilled
with material nails
 ‒your false lure
  
 I'm a woman
an unyielding commodore
 high‒ 
I will soar
 above all
your negative gore
  
 look up
you wretched whore
 I am woman
   hear me roar!
Continue reading “‘A Letter to Pandora’”

‘Codependent’

The Codependent: Make Yourself Happy First!

A sample from Book 6

 Codependent
  
 I've tried to help
 in ways
that didn't help
  
 I've said yes
then no
to my self
  
 I've avoided
hurting others
 only to hurt myself
  
 to trust my own feelings
 I've been afraid
  
 I've believed lies
 then betrayed-
I often felt
  
 I wanted to get even
punish others
 for putting me
on a shelf
  
 I often
became smothered
 in anger and hate
 -wanting to kill
not feeling safe
  
 I've fought
for others' rights
 when they didn't know
how the law swayed
 only to be left
alone
 like an abandoned stray
  
 I've often settled
for others' worth
 -left my own
to grow another day
  
 I became
the reaction
 to others' anger and hate
 instead of listening to self
 walking my own way
  
 I became
less of me
 for others
to be set free
  
 I've lost myself
to dependency
 on how others felt
 without seeing
my own need
 to be free
   to be just me
Continue reading “‘Codependent’”

‘Stepping into the Fear’

Forget the Fear. Concentrate On What You Want!

A sample from Book 6

 Stepping into the Fear
  
 what you are is what you think
 ―an old worn out thing
 but living half your life
you come to see
 how truly right
these words ring
  
 any day-dreaming thought
 even silently in the dark
 ―closed secret of the heart
 given enough time
begins to shape its part
  
 if the pictures seep in your head
 while laying in bed
 something you dread
or just want to unwed
 ―be careful
your repeated secret byline
 given enough time
 will come to you
will come true
  
 it takes years
to make the picture clear
 bits and pieces― 
many scenarios pass through
 your reality won't mock it
 your actions won't show it
 but in the universe
you did throw it
  ―over and over
believing it just fantasy
 only your mind can see
 nothing close to your reality
 what does it hurt
losing yourself to its scenes
  
 just a day-dreaming thought
 something imagined in the dark
 ―silently in your heart
 where no one has to be fought
 something you think
not really sought
 given enough time
begins to shape its part
  
 with enough passing days
 with enough nights to fade
 the fantasy slowly builds
 secret thoughts turn real
  
 the universe enjoys enough time
 fantasy to reality begins to align
 instead of in your head
 ―hidden secrets fed
soon to become
a life led
  
 deep inside
you try to deny
 your eyes continuously cry
 this can't be right
 you start a war
 ―feverously fight
 an outward dreaded fear
 ―at first unclear
 the day-dreaming thoughts stop
 as hands move on a clock
tic-toc, tic-toc
 all your eye-seeing reality
 becomes your secret fantasy
 not exactly the way you saw
 ―the same is the result
  
 wiping away the tears
 now, it's all perfectly clear
 what you wanted the most
 ―the secret you didn't boast
 was the one thing
you truly feared
 the fantasy
that only the universe
could hear
  
 so it changed your course
 ―it may feel forced
 you yell, scream, cry
over and over asking why
 repeat, repeat, repeat
'til you're hoarse
  
  it leaves you no choice
 but to step into your fear
 ―see your secret thoughts
 as the true reality
of your heart  
Continue reading “‘Stepping into the Fear’”

‘A Rose When It Blooms’

A Woman Becomes Awesome After the ‘Hard’!

A sample from Book 6

 A Rose When It Blooms
  
 it's easy to pass it by
 if you don't have a good eye
 it's easy to deny
 ―be easily satisfied
by its humble life
  
 it's easy to say goodbye
 if you don't understand― 
its true vibe
 instead of just
its surface shy
  
 it's hard to describe
 what comes from deep inside
 watching a rose come alive
 ―shine in the light
 spread its wings and divide
  
 it's hard to simplify
its gentle lullaby
 ―its pure divine
 without trying to deprive
its exotic fire
 it's hard to amplify
 what its many colors
signify
 or how it mystifies
emotions and desires
 it's hard to transcribe
without trying to terrify
 or leaving questions of why
 ―I'm willing to try
  
 when a rose awakes and divides
emotions thrive
 its very beauty signifies
its power from God†
 ―adding harmony to lives
 making a grown man cry
 leaving the most vocal soul
tongue-tied
  
 once awoken― 
a rose transpires
 all of its drive
all of its pride
 to its newly created empire
 it doesn't try to bribe
 with all its energy it dives
 overriding its individual side
 transforming its tide
refusing to deprive
 so that its vibrance can thrive
  
 with its own awakening desires
  it doesn't place a price
 or intend to bring strife
 it doesn't even think twice
 or wonder if it's right
 it doesn't need or try to justify
 ―connive or lie
 it just breathes life
 ―a humbling sacrifice
 byway of God's† pure light
  
 yes, it's easy to pass by
 if you don't have a good eye
 it's easy to deny
 the beauty of a rose
 ―opening and coming alive
Continue reading “‘A Rose When It Blooms’”

‘Twenty-Year Itch’

Trust Me: It’s Not Your Fault!

A sample from Book 6

 Twenty-Year Itch
  
 there's a glitch
 in this marriage-is-forever niche
 no one says it
 when selling their pitch
 they just say―
marriage is a gift
 no more ifs
no more endless cliffs
 but it's all a myth
for there's a ditch
 from which
comes the switch
 where love drifts
lies are rich
 truths are a bitch
change is swift
  
 heed this warnings' monolith
 the twenty-year itch
 comes from this sudden twitch
 egotistical snitch
 a labyrinth
a deceptive clinch
 leaving you adrift
lost to miff
 without even one
   understanding flinch
Continue reading “‘Twenty-Year Itch’”

This Is What Escaping Anger Looks Like: Bargaining!

A sample from Book 6

You freaking bargain your way out of it! With a vengeance. Everyone will bargain differently. The following is from the Introduction of my 6th Book in My 12-Book Series. The Bargaining stage! In this book I will show you what the bargaining stage looks like. The fight is real! And you are not just up against your anger, but up against everything else around you!

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