If you’re sticking to your guns, make sure you’re not shooting blanks. 😉
One day I won’t dream with my eyes firmly closed
I’ll dream in vibrant colors with my hazel’s fully exposed
Wide eyed gazing at the blessings I’ve longed to hold
A token, I wouldn’t trade for all the world’s gold
6 stair stepped siblings all in a row
5 sisters and 1 brother in tow
4 resemble their dad 2 capture their mom
3 are impulsive 3 reserved and calm
2 love to write 4 love to read
1 married young, 5 more followed her lead
-Carisa Adrienne (Crissy)
Since I was stalked by a stalker…
I memorize your face within a few moments of seeing you.
I recognize your cologne and whether it’s heavy, normal or faintly worn.
I observe you before I enter a surrounding to see what you’re doing.
I repeat your license plate number, color, type of car you drive.
I carry at least one weapon with me at all times.
I wear a baseball cap so I can pull it down low and blend in.
I read, watch and listen to experts talk about ways to escape an assault.
I analyze everything I hear you say to learn more about you.
Now it seems I’m the stalker
This piece has been on my mind…. So I reposted it
I don’t want a beautiful chiseled face
Mesmerized by endless stunning grace
I don’t thirst for ferocious ecstasies to thrill
Hunger for compassion and good will
I don’t long for fingertips tracing flawless skin
Yearn for calming solace from within
I don’t drown in blue eyes deep as the oceans
Rise from bottomless humane emotions
Don’t let spellbinding desires be in control
Everyone has a body but not every body has a soul
I experienced struggles at a young age. The three places a child should feel safe is home, school and church. Those places were my prisons. The people dressed in kindness didn’t have souls to match. I never felt stable and safe. I didn’t find comfort through my eyes but through my heart.
The silver lining was my heart searched for beautiful souls.
I believe I’m able to love deeper and more sincere. My heart is able to pulsate along with beautiful souls.
I’ve been in love millions of times. When 9 /11 happened, I fell in love with every single soul. I didn’t see every image of heroism, but my heart-felt their compassion. I still carry those feelings inside.
I’ll never forget the courage of the firefighters. When people were racing down the stairs, they were running up. Knowing the danger inside the towers, but their souls carried them. Many did not survive, but their compassion lives on.
I feel the same way about the valor of the military. My heart drums because of their courage and passion. They inspire me with their need to help others. Motivating me to help others too.
I’ve fallen in love with the beautiful souls on WordPress too. I’m moved to tears and smiles as I read your writings. I can feel the emotions you’re expressing deep within. I’m grateful for the beautiful writings shared. They have changed me in so many ways.
Thank you for inspiring me and helping me become a better person. Your heart beats along with mine. Reviving my body and breathing life into my soul when I’m struggling.
I’ve had a hectic few months and have missed so many posts. I will catch up very soon! Forgive me ❤
(I can’t stop watching this gif)