Friday, April 22, 2011

In Love with the thought of Love


While you're bowing down, doing back flips on the bed...
He's not in love with you, he just loves you giving him head...
When she walks with you hand in hand, down the street...
You think she loves you, but she just loves that you're pockets are deep...
You may think she loves you when she looks in your eyes and caresses your skin...
She can't possibly love you when she's still sleeping with him...
He does it all for you, cook clean and wash some clothes...
And you think that's him loving you, yet he’s still flirting with Simone...
You're up all night waiting, wondering when he's coming home...
4am he finally walks in, you think he can't be cheating if he letting me suck his bone (lol)...
She disrespects you, treats you like shit and belittles you in public...
She's only nice when her rent is due, the rest of the time she treats you like nothing...

Most of us are so in love with the thought of being that we close our eyes to what's real. Our minds tell us what's really good all the time and in too many cases we refuse to listen. This how we end up brokenhearted and bitter. But who can you really be mad at? People show us who they are all day long, but yet and still we decide to assign them roles in our lives just to try and fill a void. You can't fill a pothole with soil because it wont last long. The same holds true for love. A pawn can never play the role of a King or Queen. Be careful assigning roles and remember the auditioning never ends. Stay on you’re a game and be real with yourself. The love game sounds and feels so good, but be careful and ask yourself this: Are you really in Love with this person? Or are you in love with the thought of what this person could potentially become?

Thursday, April 7, 2011

A conversation with God

Humble I come to you, because my heart is so heavy... Pool full of tears, I often ask why me ... I give and give, until I cannot give no more ...
Why push me to the limit and leave me cold to the core?... I pray for answers when the going gets tough ... Because I feel all that I do, is never good enough ... Towel in my hand, I want to throw it in and yell ... But in my heart I know, I’m not done with love yet ... Why does it hurt so? This pain is unreal ... Does he feel what I feel? Or does he have a heart of steel ... God you told me he was the one, you said he was for me ... “My child I also told you, that nothing in life, would be easy” ... So God, what do I do? Do I let go or hold on tight ... “My child I gave you strength, so you must learn to fight” ... God I hear you, sometimes I ask what I’m fighting for ... I love and adore him, but I love me so much more ... “My child, I will never forsake you nor will I steer you wrong” ... God I do know that, some days I feel my heart can’t take no more ... “My child, I gave you wisdom, so open up your eyes ... Don’t close your eyes to truth, and make love so blind ... I gave you courage to fight, whenever you need to fight ... I also gave you vision, so you can clearly see the signs ... In that small package, was the most important gift of all ... I gave you serenity my child, to accept life's lessons, in their rarest form.” ... God I understand it, and I’m sorry I doubted your plans ... With a burden free heart, so much stronger I stand ... I love these talks with you, you remind me to love again ... Loving me above ALL, talk to you soon. Amen........