Within your eyes I found a way to let go and let life take its course.
Within your hands I found guidance to move forward without fear.
Within your words I found wisdom to take me far and belief to keep my dreams alive.
Within your heart I found courage and strength, as you have shown, to help me overcome any obstacle as if you were always by my side.
Your love stays strong within my soul.
My Mother, my friend.. You’ve made me whole.
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I think people let fear run them… FEAR.. is it an emotion? Such an intimidating word. It holds us prisoner in our own minds. Not enough control and it becomes a torture chamber. You’re tied up in this straight jacket, as you are tied up by your thoughts. The harder you try to get out, the more frustrating it gets, the crazier it makes you.
-Me
Uniform footsteps approaching near…
unheard, yet heavy.
Soft caresses down my spine…
racing mind, blood flow rushing.
Silent whispers through my ear…
I feel you there.
Dress unzipped, falling from my skin…
revealing, freeing.
Kneeling fast, a submissive whim…
belt in hand, rope to bind.
Endorphins flowing from my mouth to yours…
I feel you there.
Aching inside, patience worn thin…
you always win, extensive teasing.
Drops of moisture from an inner secret…
collecting, building.
A slight penetration, the explosion emerges…
and again…
I feel you there.
I’ll give you a star
one that shines bright
when you’re sad
it will give you light.
I’ll give you the moon
when it’s full and round
to show you paths
you haven’t found.
I’ll give you the sun
with glistening rays
to wipe the clouds and tears away
I’ll give you my heart
for you to keep
to give you all the love you seek.
“You make my frightened words, the ones in a slumber deep within, eager to show themselves to the world.”
-Natalie D. S. 🙂
“People who are close-minded are the ones who don’t have a clue and can never move forward. Once you open yourself up to the universe and let go of all of your fears, you will see everything you need to see.”
by Me 🙂 – NatalieDS
Someone Might See Us
We’ve got to stop laughing like this –
someone might see us
And wonder why we’re still giggling
When the whole world is weeping.
We’ve got to stop laughing like this –
someone might see us
(Did I tell you That you have a clown’s face,
That your ears are too big for your head,
Poking through your hair Like curious children,
Begging to be nibbled at?)
But we’ve got to stop laughing like this
With tears in our eyes
(Which is a nice way for tears to take their leave).
Someone might see us
And wonder why we’re still laughing
When the evening news Only permits an occasional grin.
(Did I tell you that
Your bottom lip hangs down Like a baby bulldog’s,
that your teeth are crooked
And I love you?)
But we’ve got to stop laughing like this
And set some goals
Or be practical
And maybe save the world
Because someone might see us
And wonder why we’re laughing
When the bankers look worried
And money’s tight
(Did I tell you that your nose is bent,
That you have hound’s eyes
And squirrel’s cheeks
And I love you?)
Here she stands, at the beginning again, no one wants to defend. She can’t reach the end.
Here she stands, hearts are broken again, impossible to mend, she can’t call her friends.
All alone, backs turned to her, they whisper as she walks by.
All alone, no one to sit and listen, they don’t believe she really wanted to try.
Here she stands, at the beginning again, she can’t pretend.
She doesn’t fit the trend.
Here she stands at the beginning again, all alone again
she can’t reach the end.
I wrote you a letter,
but just mailed it to myself.
I thought it would make things clearer,
but instead it just lays upon the shelf.
I stare at it there,
waiting for my courage to appear.
But I know I stall,
because your response is what I fear.
I re-read it aloud,
my feelings I cannot say.
Perhaps I’ll be able to share it with you one day.
I will send it today,
I feel the need in my veins.
Wait, maybe tomorrow,
I’m not ready for this pain.
My thoughts are clouded as I re-read it again,
confirming all I’ve said still is true,
Somehow I know this wont bring me closer to you.
I stand at the mailbox,
stamped letter in hand.
Feeling discouraged and unsure of where i stand.
I was ready today, to send my letter to you
but before I could mail it, I ripped the letter in two.
I miss you more than day misses night, more than Little Bo Peep misses her sheep, more than the desert misses rain, more than a masochist misses pain.
I miss you more than a procrastinator misses deadlines, more than Peter Pan misses his shadow, more than the fallen leaves miss the breeze, more than winter flowers miss the bees.
I miss you more than a priest misses sex, more than a zombie misses brains, more than the imprisoned murderer misses a knife, I miss you more than death misses life.
Sugar <3 Venom 