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A day in my life, a walk in my shoes. The responsibility of a mother, the stipulation of being a fool. Who pays the dues of an unclaimed winner who always lose. My life my story, but to you it's only unhappy news. I go to sleep to black and awaken every morning to blue. Are you sympathetic to my demise, or are you amused by my cries. A tainted picture yet the sun still rise, because I keep my head above the clouds in the sky. Always keeping my faith in GOD because hope never dies. My life will g… Continue

i WROTE A POETRY BOOK CALLED SILENT DREAMS, AN INSPIRATIONAL BOOK ABOUT LIFE, HOPE, DREAMS, REALITY, COMPASSION, ETC. SILENT DREAMS WAS CREATED AFTER MY 16 YEAR OLD SON WAS MURDERED IN 2001(IN A DRIVE-BY SHOOTING). I WROTE DOWN MY FEELINGS TO HEAL NOT YET REALIZING I WAS CREATING POETRY, I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I WAS A WRITER. WOW MY SONS DEATH INTRODUCED ME TO MYSELF, MY TRUE CALLING. AND SO FROM THE DEPHS OF MY SOUL, AND THE SPIRIT OF MY SON ELI I GIVE YOU SILENT DREAMS. NOW AVAILABLE AT PUBLISHAME… Continue

Trying to stand tall be strong, and sing happy songs.
I am so alone, yet I have many friends; steadly trying to do me in.
With fake smiles and cold stares, as I pretend not to be aware.
Speaking words of betrayal behind my back, but I don'y care;
I am standing tall and strong. Being happy with myself,
with compassion and love proudly displayed on my shelf.
My friends not my friends, just enemys with plastered fake exteriors
of good intentions and a merciless grin.

Don't take to heart and personalize what I said to you.
Some of it is real, but none of it is true.
Discombobulated thoughts of unrelated outbursts,
now my heart hurts.

You are more than that picture you're portraying.
You are a vision, the inspiration and creator of your images.
Utilize your artistic talents and paint yourself a masterpiece.