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Whispered Thoughts


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Perfect Sinner

I bet you don't know me,
even though you see me.
I bet you don't even try,
if I am not in your group
of the perfect sinner.

I bet you will preach to me
if I would give you half a second.
I bet you will tell me you are a Christian
and then walk the earth
sinning more than I ever could.

I bet you will hide away
pretty as you please.
You talk your talk for all to hear
and drink yourself to sleep.
They are praising you
because they do not know you.
A fake who hides beneath,
worried that no one will understand.
Your soul cringes in pain
listening to the words you speak,
but we both know
you will never mean.

I bet you will talk about me
even though you have no clue who I am.
I bet you will tell them I am a sinner
even though you have never walked in my shoes.
I bet you think you are better than me,
even though you have never had to do a thing in your life
that was actually worked for by your own blood and tears

I bet you do not know who you even are,
I bet no one else does either.
You are to busy playing a fools game
hiding behind a bible that you have only half read.

The beat of two hearts bonded together are not always in perfect rhythm, sometimes they have to play their own tune in order to remember where they belong! Love full force without any boundaries or don't love at all! Loving my babies and hunni through all of the struggles and happiness!

Ghost

Walking the halls,
picking up what needs picked up,
washing the dishes and clothes,
nothing left at the bottom when through.

Wiping tears,
giving empowerment when it is needed,
letting go when I have to,
learning the difference between the two.

Playing super hero when problems arise,
fighting off the wolves that knock on the door.
crying silently within,
when hurtful things find there way,
knowing not all can be fixed with the words of a woman.

Walking the halls,
never being seen clearly,
taken for granted,
caused by own hands.

Just a ghost,
doing what needs to be done.
Day of chores,
never taking a break,
living life
not living at all.

Standing in the kitchen,
the form of a ghost now missing.

Me and my sexy country hunni

Entwined

The entwine of two hands,
forever written in the horizon,
tomorrows promise
of something worthwhile enough
to hold on from now
until the end of days.

A circle that never ends,
a roller coaster of emotions,
a whirlwind of romance
in the still of the night
a star in the sky, leading the way.

Blanket on the sand,
pole in hand,
remembrance of yesterday,
with dreams of tomorrow.
Hand in hand,
nothing was caught
but a kiss in the moonlight
by the one that you could
never be apart!

Freedom found in the heartbeat
that belongs to your other half.
Skin wrinkled and dulled with time,
hair grayed but that's okay.
Nothing matters in the old creaking swing
but an old couple who shares
their special moments and memories!

Left to be

Written words,

vision of black ink,

tastes of salt,

scrolled in the mind,

left to be!

Nothing comes to light,
that was dream-t,
Worthiness staggers,
in muddied floors of soil.
Dust left to be!

Given life,
taken lightly,
conquered hardships
fall short from good enough.
exhaustion, left to be!

Giving every ounce,
nothing left but a heartbeat.
Worries about those that live,
dying inside with every step taken.
Me, left to be!