‘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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‘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
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‘Yelled Sarcasm’

5 Ways to Heal ‘Self’ from Abuse and Trauma

 Yelled Sarcasm
 
speaking out of turn
oh! how this heart burns
 
this once gentle character
stripped
each time a tone of voice
tips
 
gone the plow
that once endured
for this ache!
there is no cure
 
once betrayed
bitterness lays
honesty...only the heart craves
 
that forever solid pace
yearned
‒left with only discern
 
out the heart‒
emotions...flipped
drops of dimes‒
where truth is clipped
 
all smells like week-old manure
‒nothing left that's pure
 
seconds, minutes, hours‒
turn to days
as what was‒
gets lost in a bitter haze
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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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The Day of the Woman

How Narcissist Play Their Game

A sample from Book 9

(Written in 2016)—It’s the day of the Woman! This quote says it all right there. I write about abuse and the five stages of grief (the process of surviving through them by-way of my personal journey) and it’s ALL public. [It is in my books.] It would make sense that I’m a child of God. A stubborn one. My mama always said so, too. My daughter swears this, too. So, I am sweet. But being a survivor that I am, I’m also a raging warrior when I need to be. That’s what makes a strong woman strong.

I’ve stated that my writing was going to squash all them narcissist abusers out there. I wasn’t kidding. They can see their ways or not. Of course, none of them will because they believe they are perfect, they refuse to see how they treat people as wrong.

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