My heart has ben bound, tangled in thorns.
hands tightly strapped with shackles,
tender wrist from the metal rubbing on my skin,
Bruised knees and an aching body.
I slowly trapped myself in this place, a place only bound by my feelings.
My heart beat slowed, with each expansion I felt pain.
I tried so long to hide my feelings,to be perfect, to satisfy others before myself. I screamed for help, to only here echos breach the ceiling.
Tears ran down my face as if they were crystals, I watched each one roll off my cheeks as they hit the ground and shattered.
I was lost, bound in a place because of my own feelings and imperfections. I was shouting for help,wrapped in thorns,chained with shackles, I was simply hiding from myself.
A familiar face
Love feels all to familiar, Like a familiar face.
maybe I have seen him in my dreams. No, it was probably the way he walked, Carefully placing one foot in front of the other, or maybe it was the way he would speak, A little feminine but not to masculine.
His smile maybe? The corner of his lips perfectly arched, lips that are not to small but could be hard to grasp.
I swear I seen this face! A face that is perfectly sketched in my head. Maybe its deja vu, a moment I once lived but is blurred with stained images, but this face is a familiar face that I cant seem to recognize, Or maybe its just me staring in your eyes seeking your love. Yes that face, that’s placed on the opposite side of the mirror.
To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.
Balloons For Grandma
My grandma passed two years ago, She ment so much to our family. When she passed it felt like I lost everything, I didn’t know what I was going to do with my life I was down for a long time and there’s not one day that goes by that I don’t think of my grandma. It’s crazy because sometimes I think what if I forgot the way she smiled,laughed or the way she use to kiss me on my cheek.
My grandma was that one person to hold our family together, she was our backbone. Every holiday we would spend it at her home. The family isn’t so close anymore and I know if my grandma was here it wouldn’t be like this, She was a strong women, I miss her so much. yesterday was my first time in two years visiting her grave, it’s not because I didn’t want to its just that I wanted to have my life together so I could show her that I’m OK.
We gathered around her grave site to remember how much of a beautiful,loving and helping person my grandmother was, Placing roses on her grave stone and letting go of balloons that swayed so beautiful into the air, like she was watching down on us and trying to put on a show.
You have taught me so much about life,respect and love. I thank you for molding me into the man I am today. You will always be in my heart. I know deep down inside I will see you again, I just hope you will be waiting for me in the gates of heaven, I love you and happy birthday.