The Depth of a Soul..

I stop. I see. The pain all around, The pain in the air. So many reasons to, So many ways to, give up. People hurt, with hope lost. The type of hurt few people understand. The world we live in, The life forced on us, suffocation, barely living, barely breathing. Destruction all around us, People are hungry, people are dying. The lack of control, Finding anyway to express themselves, searching, yearning, for equality, in essence... love. It's hard for me to, see this, and have zero control of, any of it. A cry of help, Please, give one. Life is worth living, Please, stop and see it. We are by products of, Society, those we grew up with, our parents, the community around us.. Right now, Today is, One of the worst on record, for so many people, in many ways. It's not lost upon us, please, reach out, let someone help. Be the weed growing between the cracks in concrete. Beautiful. Because it's not supposed to be there. The...

Striped. Head to toe, Face to mirror, Mirror to face. Vulnerable. The mind, my mind trembles. Can it be? Can I be? Buried. Head to toe, Mind to heart... All I want, What do I want? Love? What does that even mean? So I close my eyes and dream. My mind opens up, TO memories passed, Fleeting thoughts found. All I want. All I want, That hope to have. To feel that again, That buzz, That high, That hope. Some day. All I want. That sincerity, That freshness, The smile, That smile, . The look, That look. The one that says it all, The very meaning, hidden, yet not hidden. I haven't thought it, Or believed it. Could it be? Could it happen? Someday. In the heart of hearts. I envision, the day, that day. When I wake, turn my head, and just smile. It was real, It is   real. You were there all along, buried into my soul, Into my heart. All I want. Is to feel whole again, that way. Without any doubts, without any shame, judgmen...

The day it is, The time it was, The plans of tomorrow, The plans of yesterday. The New Beginnings, The Rainbows after the storms, The light rains before the Tornado. There is always a calm before the tempests, A breeze after the whirlwinds. Though today may be a living hell, Tomorrow just may be the living salvation you've been fighting for. Every end has a middle, Every middle had a beginning. One life ends, for the next one to begin. Your life, your story, Has only just begun. There are few definites, But definitely, definite, You will get through this. And this time, You will ignite. Ignite like theres no tomorrow, Ignite for the life you want, for the loves you have, for the people who need you, want you. Ignite for the whole world to see, Burn the fucking place down if you have to. Do this. Do you. Be you. Live to Love, Love to Live. Own today, like it's your last. Love like you've never known the word. Trust. The hardest ...

Happiness. Sadness. To what end? From that end.. The older I become, The more I see. That one stems from the other, While the other is the meaning of the later. An understanding of loss, To new beginnings yet defined. It's so easy to forget, That both are derived from your actions, And in your control. Whether hardships or joys, A positive, or a negative. It's up to you. You can choose your narrative, The narratives don't control you. If you don't like what you see, Change it. Walk the hard road, Make the tough choice. It's up to you, No one chooses for you. Even if, you have made some awful decisions, Caused hurt, or pain. You can make the change. You can rewrite, The how you choose to move forward. Change the image that is looking back at you, No matter the cost. Even if you don't feel like you deserve it. Do it. Find that reason, Make the changes, Fight the fight, Walk the walk. Learn your blind spots, Learn the w...

Where to begin, Where to start.. Not sure how one can juggle.. The calling of being wife, With Myself, Brandon, Jordan, and Leah To the newest additions of our lovely family: Jasmin and Cameron All needing our weekly, to daily Therapy sessions. To her siblings: Trina, Mathew, Aaron, Michael, Jason, Josh, Susie, Even her Parents, Just pick up the phone and Rebecca is there for you. Oh it's not done from there, She's a women of God, and the fulfiller of Church callings. Sure let's add going to school full-time, With a Merger at work, working 60+ hours a week. Somehow, and in some way God only knows, Our wonder women of a mother is always there for you. She may say that she doesn't have all the means in the world to fulfill all she want's too do, when in reality it's just a fact that one couldn't cram more into one's day than Rebecca Leslie Harris- Roberts does. No my mom does it all. Personally, I couldn't me more grateful than ...

Today was great, yesterday was fine. Wait, what am I saying, the day's are always great. Grey as they seem to be, except for those occasions, When that little light come to the door, and the color returns. You see? I'm alive.. I don't have to look over my shoulder anymore, I have my own voice, My own perspective, my own say. I don't feel the victim anymore, Just that I went through something, Something black, Something dark. Something harsh, Something when pain became a numbness, Where numbness became the norm, and all else paled by comparison. I'm healthy, as a healthy one without Ms Corona, can be. Mentally I feel fine, yeah.. just fine. I have some bad days, though mostly good days. Good meaning, My brain isn't on some whacked out fuck fest. Where the walls feel like they're collapsing on me, and I am suffocating. No, those day's are few and far between now, so that's the good I'm referring to. I still bel...

A journey so far, A journey to you. A trip away, away from it all. It started this way, An easy way to forget, An easy way to let go.. The trip. From coast to coast we went, From the Sunny Side to the Big Apple, A trip away, away, away to a new plane.  A time to let go, A time to know, That you only live, but once.. but once. A journey away, A journey to discover.. Little did you know, oh how little you knew. That she would be, Oh how she would be... Away, yet not far. This journey began, and she, you found. And if you get carried away, let the music carry you through, The pain, that pain.. So tell the ones you love, That you love them, and let that music play. The journey away, oh that journey to discover, Oh you discovered.. That part of you, That part, that is apart of her. That part, that you, didn't know you had... Oh how little did you know, How little you knew... So let that music...