The Depth of a Soul..

An open hand, in a time of need. I wont let you drown, even when you try. We have it in us to be great. The meaning of an epic journey, The heart of a thousand words, The heart of a grand symphony. No, I wont let you drown. It's been one hell of go huh? Pain, heartbreak, earthly ailments, loss with many of tears. Just know: You're not a lone here, You have people around you. And if you happen to be alone, There's people all over the world who's felt what you are now, that makes you a legion. I wont sit around an let you drown. Life is to short, Remember you last favorite memory, Imagine it, relieve it. Now picture this: Something 1000x's the joy, a million times happiness.  That is what you have yet to experience. When you feel like you're drowning, Take a walk. Run for no reason, stop and catch your breath. Find your happy place, a place no one can infiltrate. Find it, hold it bask in it's peace. No, I wont let you drown, I wont let you keep yourself down. ...

A walk in the cold, The walk to your door. A dream, a moment. A cold winters day, The leaves are gone, The grass, already hibernating till next year. The day is cloudy and cold, wet and dreary. Why are we alone? Why are you alone? It's been a hard year, a time where being alone hurts when it rarely did. Walking outside, there's a bitter wind. People walk on by, heads down, mask on. God forbid you say hello.. Someday, Somewhere.. Nobody else see's, the silent pain, your silent pain. Why am I still out here? Alone and cold, Broken, yet mended? The day's turn into weeks, The first snow's hit. Why am I still here? Cold and alone? Hey baby, where were you back there? You said this was meant to be. You said you've found your new home. Why are you alone? Why are we alone? Walking alone, one never knows what is passed the surface, First glances don't always answer the answers, or question the questions.. Wait.. Most of the time I'm just naked and afraid inside, ...

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 ...