Thursday, July 31, 2008
two of me
I never thought i'd find myself,the day that i found you.plans for only one of mearefuture plans fortwo.soul mates in this universethat make the world surreal.for when i'd given up on dreamsyou showed me love is realand now that all my love for yoouuwill never cease to grow,please take me in your loving armsand never let me go.
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Like a dreamer that was trying to build a highway to the sky,all my hopes would come crashing down,and i never knew why, untill the when u pullded the clouds away that hung like curtians in my eyes, i was blind all those wasted years when i thought i was so wise,but it was you and your love that caught me by surprise,like waking up from the longest dream,how real it seemed untill your love broke through,and i was lost in a fantasy that blinded me untill your love broke through,all my life i had been searching for that crazy missing part, with one touch you rolled away the stone that held my heart,now i see that the answer is as simple as my need to let love inand i'm so sure and i could never doubtyour gentle touch again is like the power of the windlike waking up from the longest dreamhow real it seemed untill your love broke throughand because of all, you have done for me i will never stop loving you.
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your love is so amazinig,beyond compare,and now i can't imagine life without you there,for you have healed my heart, i'm resting in your loving care,something stirred inside me,something i can't deny,for youhave healed my heart, and your love has restored my life,i thank you for loving me,you have given me your all,now i'll never be alone,i thank you,you never stop loving me, you've captured my heart,and i hope you never let go.
life, don't take it for granted
while always growing up i was taught to count my blessings and not be envious of what others have.
i grew up in a normal home i guess, my dad was self employed and owned his own buisness, my mother was a stay at home mom, and i had four brothers, and i had a room of my own. would seem great right, money was never a problem with my family growing, no financial stress, or worries, always had food in the fridge went shopping fruequently, and was attending a private school. we had several big barbeques,, and large family gatherings. always surrounded by people who never had to worry bout what they were gana eat the next day or if they were gana have enough money to get to school.
well when i was fifteen i was sent to live in a home with another family in oregon. this was a hard adjustment, i was sharing a room, and was living in a mobile home, i did at first feel a little insecure and feel out of place, since i had grown up in a wealthy family. even though i had lived there for two years, eating off brand foods, and buying walmart brand clothes, i had realized that life isn't about the money, or the house, it's about being safe, feeling secure, a feeling of security that isn't based on money or the expensive lifestyle. its about relationships, and being there and helping give everything you have in order to help others.
two years later after i had moved back home with my parents, i was eighteen, and i was having a hard time living at home. i have a boyfriend who always came over and he and his family are in financial crisis, and were at the risk of losing their second home. they owned a two bedroom home and had eight people living there. i as often as i could helpedout with what i could, provided bryan, my boyfriend with gas money, helped do house work when i went to visit his family at their house and even when we went out oin family outings to the movies, i always gave a share of money.
for this family money was a problem , yes, but they have the most amazing hearts, made me feel so welcome and like i was one of their own. they invited me into their home, and even though there was a money problem, they said come with us, we may not have alot, but we will make the best out of what we've got.
i thought about it and said to myself, these people are an angel in my life. i now have been living with bryan and his parenst for almost four months but it feels so much longer. i help out with what ever i can, everything from dishes, to yardwork, to helping dad with his car.
i knew the situation before i had moved in, and i make the best out of what i have, i'm graduating, i'm living with bryan, and his family,i'm happy, i still have the love of my parents, and i have my best friend brenda whose got my back through what ever life throws my way.
yws life way be at the hardest right now, and we may eat alot of repetative foods, but its the family that counts, and the love of others, that is what keeps us together. seriously count your blessings, and realize that even if you do lose everything, if u look around you, you will see family and people who care. please never ever let money get in the way of relationships, even with family, cuz if u in the end, end up losing it all, you will have no one, and people won't want to help. keep family close, and show them love, they will help you through everything, they won't bail.
i grew up in a normal home i guess, my dad was self employed and owned his own buisness, my mother was a stay at home mom, and i had four brothers, and i had a room of my own. would seem great right, money was never a problem with my family growing, no financial stress, or worries, always had food in the fridge went shopping fruequently, and was attending a private school. we had several big barbeques,, and large family gatherings. always surrounded by people who never had to worry bout what they were gana eat the next day or if they were gana have enough money to get to school.
well when i was fifteen i was sent to live in a home with another family in oregon. this was a hard adjustment, i was sharing a room, and was living in a mobile home, i did at first feel a little insecure and feel out of place, since i had grown up in a wealthy family. even though i had lived there for two years, eating off brand foods, and buying walmart brand clothes, i had realized that life isn't about the money, or the house, it's about being safe, feeling secure, a feeling of security that isn't based on money or the expensive lifestyle. its about relationships, and being there and helping give everything you have in order to help others.
two years later after i had moved back home with my parents, i was eighteen, and i was having a hard time living at home. i have a boyfriend who always came over and he and his family are in financial crisis, and were at the risk of losing their second home. they owned a two bedroom home and had eight people living there. i as often as i could helpedout with what i could, provided bryan, my boyfriend with gas money, helped do house work when i went to visit his family at their house and even when we went out oin family outings to the movies, i always gave a share of money.
for this family money was a problem , yes, but they have the most amazing hearts, made me feel so welcome and like i was one of their own. they invited me into their home, and even though there was a money problem, they said come with us, we may not have alot, but we will make the best out of what we've got.
i thought about it and said to myself, these people are an angel in my life. i now have been living with bryan and his parenst for almost four months but it feels so much longer. i help out with what ever i can, everything from dishes, to yardwork, to helping dad with his car.
i knew the situation before i had moved in, and i make the best out of what i have, i'm graduating, i'm living with bryan, and his family,i'm happy, i still have the love of my parents, and i have my best friend brenda whose got my back through what ever life throws my way.
yws life way be at the hardest right now, and we may eat alot of repetative foods, but its the family that counts, and the love of others, that is what keeps us together. seriously count your blessings, and realize that even if you do lose everything, if u look around you, you will see family and people who care. please never ever let money get in the way of relationships, even with family, cuz if u in the end, end up losing it all, you will have no one, and people won't want to help. keep family close, and show them love, they will help you through everything, they won't bail.
an entrapment
My love, I have tried with all my beingto grasp a form comparable to thine own,but nothing seems worthy;I know now why Shakespeare could notcompare his love to a summer's day.It would be a crime to denounce the beautyof such a creature as thee,to simply cast away the precisionGod had placed in forging you.Each facet of your beingwhether it physical or spiritualis an ensnarementfrom which there is no release.But I do not wish release.I wish to stay entrapped forever.With you for all eternity.Our hearts, always as one.
love is
Love is the greatest feeling,Love is like a play,Love is what I feel for you,Each and every day,Love is like a smile,Love is like a song,Love is a great emotion,That keeps us going strong,I love you with my heart,My body and my soul,I love the way I keep loving,Like a love I can't control,So remember when your eyes meet mine,I love you with all my heart,And I have poured my entire soul into you,Right from the very start.
to be an epileptic
To be an Epileptic, your world is filled with wraughtPublics view on epilepsy was never really taught.They feel we are mental, emotionally disturbed Their thoughts are so annoying, frustrating so obscured.
To be an Epileptic is criticism in the work forceDoctors always question to diagnose it's very sourceOne never knows the feelings of degradation felt insideAs my life is stripped of driving, careers & my pride
To be amongst my friends enjoying so much pleasureTo only have it ruined by an epileptic seizureMy self-esteem is devastated , I scowl at myselfTry to cope I search thru all health books on the shelf.
From stomach problems, bowels, eyes, gums start recedingThe side affects must be paid, the pills I am needing.E.E.G.'s, M.R.I.'s, as the neurologist demandsChanges that my body make are all at its' command.
Discipline is needed, to avoid a pace that's hecticRestraints imposed on family members 'cause I'm an Epileptic’.Adjustments in my life-style, as Mom & thoughtful wifeMuch care & rest I must take as seizures rule my life.
How I hate being an ‘Epileptic’ but, we are survivors
To be an Epileptic is criticism in the work forceDoctors always question to diagnose it's very sourceOne never knows the feelings of degradation felt insideAs my life is stripped of driving, careers & my pride
To be amongst my friends enjoying so much pleasureTo only have it ruined by an epileptic seizureMy self-esteem is devastated , I scowl at myselfTry to cope I search thru all health books on the shelf.
From stomach problems, bowels, eyes, gums start recedingThe side affects must be paid, the pills I am needing.E.E.G.'s, M.R.I.'s, as the neurologist demandsChanges that my body make are all at its' command.
Discipline is needed, to avoid a pace that's hecticRestraints imposed on family members 'cause I'm an Epileptic’.Adjustments in my life-style, as Mom & thoughtful wifeMuch care & rest I must take as seizures rule my life.
How I hate being an ‘Epileptic’ but, we are survivors
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