Tag: forgiveness

‘Hype Me Up’

We Women Just Want to be Hyped Up!

A sample from Book 7

  Hype Me Up!
  
 take me out of myself
 ‒off this shelf
  
 teach me to laugh‒
 spread my cheeks
show my teeth
  
 help me burst through
 show me happy's view
 that's all
I'm asking of you
  
 open these doors
lift me off the floor
 give me off-the-wall reasons
 ‒smiling without ending seasons
  
 I just need a little help
 to be more than myself
  
 show me what life is like
 without all the hype
  
 give me a chance
to really know
 how it feels
to dance
  
 take me as I am
be my teacher
 not some
manipulative preacher
  
 let me be
your choice
 without a need
to calm my voice
  
 yes, take me out of myself
 ‒off this shelf
 put me back into life
reopen my eyes
  
 let me giggle
let me wiggle
  
 teach me to run
 show me
what it's like
 to again have fun
  
 be my guide
let me ask my whys
 take me out of this shy
  
 teach me to trust
 let me have my lust
 let me throw things, fuss
  
 teach me we are enough
 ‒hype me up
with unconditional love
  
 show me
even when I fall
 ‒through it all
 I'm still your number one
 my I am
is all I need to be
 ‒all you want to see
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‘Bringing Her Back’

She’s Inside There. Go Get Her!

A sample from Book 7

 Bringing Her Back
  
 she took a step off the curve
 her mind racing‒ 
which way to turn
  
 the wind blowing in her hair
 pulling her coat tight‒
 she wandered for a while
then just stood there
  
 frozen
listening
  
 people were talking
kites were flying
 cars were passing
behind her a soft rustle
 she turned
to someone jogging
 a squirrel sitting, staring
 in the distance‒ 
a dog barking
 then she felt it
 ‒no longer the need for dying
  
 she felt life‒ 
she deserved
 her heart beating
 there was so much more to learn
  
 she smiled
not a big smile
 no, not one just anyone could see
 it was an inside smile
 on her lips‒ 
the hint of a small curve
  
 she closed her eyes
 enclosed herself in her arms
 held her head back
 her feet began to move in a tiny circle
 I'm coming back
 the gentle voice in her head
she heard
  
 suddenly but gently
she stopped
opened her eyes
 there before her...a path
not knowing
 if it was the way she wanted to go
 or the way she needed to go
 she just began walking
 her smile noticeable to all
 she was now free
 ‒no longer a caged bird
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‘Ignorance of Spirit’

Would You Listen If Someone Tried To Help You?

 Ignorance of Spirit

our bodies are the temple
our hearts...filled with love
a mark placed from above
through the spilling‒
of an innocent man's blood

since that day
comes few miracles
in faith, we must see
when words are sent to believe
to take us out of deceive
words placed in hearts
way down deep
for only us to reach
for only one to receive

we set boundaries, principles
God's† words come in a nudge
giving us a rush
with a unwelcomed blush
‒something He† wants of us
something we can't‒
down toilets...flush
in dreams, in signs
comes the flood
'til we no longer‒
to the side...can shove
 
we become
a quiet little disciple
knowing what‒
inside...breathes
relaying messages to relieve
to tone down‒
the spiritual creed
‒silently waddling in scream
 
how will they believe
without something in see
 
any forced retrieve
will just not be!
...goes further the decree
faith...for some...so weak
matching the heart's message in lead‒
a solid force shown in see
 
disclosing the known‒
small strokes to brush
without any lust
‒crushing every bit of trust
 
a task so tough
the pull to run...give up
wanting to do away
with this stuff
‒too deep holds the grudge
 
all the pieces‒
just too much
too many things
running a muck
realizing the struggling pup‒
unbelief
buried in dirty mud
‒thoughts in heart
begins to be enough
 
down, down, down
into so much mush
 
if you don't help
erase the slush
 
then...comes in
the morning dove
the symbol of love
saying don't give up
‒messages from above
that you can't
aside...shove!
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‘Kicking through Doors’

Is Someone’s Crime Taking Away What You Stand For?

A sample from Book 10

 Kicking through Doors
  
 fighting through nights
 hated words
blank looks
 cold tones-
it's a right
 like a sworn-in knight
 say it-
see what's in sight
  
 bleeding words of hosea
 a foreign arena
 -a returned agenda
 replayed cinema
 -one certain agenda:
  
 incorporation of rejection
 ignoring revelations
 already experienced
by nations
  
 historical indications‒
 God's† bold proclamations
 man's once-again revoltation
  
 keeping in the light
 ‒a constant fight
 suffering through blight
 experiencing God's† might
  
 turning it around
 ‒say something sound
 as in past stories found
 leaves truth-
the drowning clown
  
 like centuries before
 keep kicking through doors
 His† powers...the core
 that's what truth's for
 –leaving hatred
that embedded lore
 in the constance
of sore
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Breaking Your Codependency….

…and Moving On To ‘Normal’

A sample from Book 12

That is the question that I had to end this book with. Going through the trials in life are hard. This year I had to face my mother’s death and the destruction of my three-year relationship, as well fight more health issues while being 1600 miles from all my family.

Codependency had still a hard grip on me, but the anxiety that I had fought through was just about gone. I would have to go through a forced intervention to figure out what the true medicine for codependency and all those negative thoughts were.

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