speedwriter4life

                                                     Big Girls Don't Cry                              Big girls don't cry. They hold their heads up high.                              Big girls don't cry, they learn from their mistakes.                              Big girls don't let boyfriends define them, they are                              their own person. Big girls let nobody hold them                              back. They keep their eyes on the prize.                              Big girls have standards. Not just anyone will                              do. Big girls never stop dreaming. One day                    

                                                Letter Full of Lies                                    I read your letter. Your letter full of lies.                                    Making yourself look like a victim in                                    disguise. What you don't get is I'm a                                    victim too. So forget me? Forget me?                                    After all I put up with you? Forget you!                

Family by the Sea (Inspired by Chris Van Allsburg's 6th picture on this link --> http://www.chrisvanallsburg.com/drawings.html) Tide 1: I woke up with the sun beaming on my face from my window. The ocean outside hadn’t decided if it was happy or sad today, but neither did I. It was way too early in the morning to feel like anything other than ‘ugh’. After I washed my face and brushed my teeth I went to the kitchen because my nose and my stomach were begging me to. I noticed how bright the sun was and how happy the sea was when I looked out the hallway window. Mommy was happy too. She said, “Good morning baby!” I s

Baby I love you so much It hurts to see you in so much pain like you are I wish I could take it all away But sadly I can’t do anything about it It hurts to know I can’t hold you To make you feel better To help you see I am always there for you I love you more then I can convey to you You are my world, my life I watch you suffer and I can’t stop it I feel so helpless, invisible to the world I just want to be able to make the hurt stop for you To see you smiling face so happy and loving again To know that I can stop the hurting like I used to Even just for a little bit, if not for ever, so I know I am useful not hel

Father, hey, Father— Father who made me myself, I don’t love you anymore. You’ve beaten me down And given me crap The likes of which I will not take again. I am more than you, Dad. Father, hey, Father— Father who told me I was young, I don’t love you anymore. I am older than you, now, I don’t scream or pout, Not like you, Father. I’m not a baby anymore. Father, hey, Father— Father who made me a slave, I don’t love you anymore. Have you noticed, I call you your name? Your given name, and I’m detached, And I am grown up now. Father, my Father— Father who missed me grow

When I think of you, and what you must be going though, I can't help but, Want to reach out, and apologize, for telling you NO, For saying so, So WE can be safe, and OUR relationship can grow. I want to fix, the crevases that have appeared between you, and me, I want to run, with arms outstretched, Wrap my arms around you, and rest against your chest. Like the days, way back when, When we'd stay up, way past ten, Watching movies and talking, About my daily life at home. I sorta miss, on days like this, Where we'd go to the garage, and you'd light a cigarette and youd ask me again, the questions from last night, way pas

My emotions have gone, I’ve locked them away for the sake of my sanity. I was in pain, confused, and felt as if I was completely lost. But now I have this sweet emptiness that brings me a scene of peace. I’m not really at peace, but the constant chaos that my conflicting emotions caused was driving me mad. Many will worry about my silence. But I’m ok I need it, I’ll be myself once again when my mind can handle the madness. Right now I’m enjoying this sweet emptiness. This sweet scene of peace where I have none.