This was taken exactly three years ago. That night sparked something I never knew could possibly exist. Over the last year’s especially, it has grown into something of destiny. He is the greatest blessing ever bestowed upon me. I am lucky to be engaged to such a man. An inspiration to me really. In two short weeks our lives together truly start. And I couldn’t be happier. True love is worth the wait. It shouldn’t be a chore. When its meant to be, it’ll work itself out.
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Divide the night into a divine puzzle,
shattered into pieces to create a new dazzling view.
Take what you want, to become what you need.
As you delicately place each piece,
threading together a beautiful destiny.
The moon becomes the guiding light,
as each star is lined making life seem finally bright.
Galaxies are placed and planets
give such a mysterious strength.
Like shattered glass reflects our broken,
but not lost, dreams.
As the last piece makes it whole,
we shed our disguise.
Left innocent and completely pure.
Accepting that our burdens have been lifted.
Through the shattered times a phoenix has risen.
Oh how I’ve tried to sway my desert roads away from you.
I have tried.
I have died.
Traveled through heaven and hell,
finding no place in either side,
for a soul such as mine.
In the night,
I ride a mustang darker
than the devils eyes,
faster than an angel flies.
So I ride.
I will fly.
Dressed in an immortal disguise.
I feel them trying to track me down, Heavens warriors,
led by Hell’s own hounds.
I will not be found.
Until my bones lie in the ground.
My soul will far be gone.
Turned in to the deserts own lost song. Guiding the lost through the night.
I will be the dawns new light.
For them I will always fight.
In the crossroads,
drenched in sin,
where my souls salvation did begin.
The warmth I’ve searched my life for, was found with your arms. The warmth that the holidays bring. The peace and happiness of feeling truly at home. I found that one winter night, in the form of bright blue eyes and a welcoming smile. A sparkle that was made for only me. I saw everything I wanted to be in your eyes that night. A smile escaped my lips that only you could bring. And years later the fire that was lit, has grown brighter than the sun. The warmth you bring to me lightens my very soul. Though distance may come between us at times, it is in your arms, I know I’m finally home.
As I see it, each day is a gift. What you do with it is completely up to you. Life is a precious thing. Worth every trial, every heartache. The future is being built with today’s actions. With the past fueling the fire to complete our dreams and desires.
To be loved fully and unconditionally and get you through anything. I am so blessed to have found such a love. It has grown into more than I ever knew possible. Letting go of fears and insecurities opened me up to the warmth it can bring. Burns hotter than the sun. I wonder if I deserve such a thing sometimes. He deserves so much more than I am right now. But, every day I am becoming a better person, a stronger person because of my love for him. He loved me through some hard times. I will love him through eternity. Hold on to true love folks. Because when its meant to be, it is worth the wait. Never settle for anything less.
One day I will live like the wind. I will gain back all I was, leaving behind any bad. I will be happy, full of spunk, energetic, and courageous. I will be the best possible me. The road is long, this I know. But I will do whatever it takes to be that free soul again. In the ashes of the past, we thrive. Growing into so much more. One day I will become my own Northern Star. Guiding me into the salvation of the light. Welcoming the darkest of nights. The road to reason will set me free. Something of a Destiny.
But despite your eagerness for feeling alone, you are not. You never will be. Because at that exact moment where you are searching for a single soul to reach out and understand, they are searching on the other end. Giving up is easy, fighting it is a hard and courageous thing. And conquering that fear, the loneliness, will fill you will a sense of purpose. Hands are made to hold. To share, to show kindness. Always remember, there is no such thing as alone. Because, if many are “alone”, you are together in that.
Times have cast a shadow down upon
The crown of gold that once held this head up high.
Now thorns bare down.
So they say tomorrow will be better.
But I am still too bitter.
And in my dreams I choose to live.
As all the greatest minds once did.
My human body grows weak.
A ghost, masked by skin and bones, walks my part.
Day to day.
It works full time,
a job that could ware out even a man.
Pushing through, blood and sweat all that’s been acquired by days end.
I will live yet another day.
But as the body shrinks away,
will my words be the same.
Will they remember my name?
What the hell was I trying to gain?
I just don’t want to leave in vain. Insane.
I don’t want to lose this game.
I want to live, as me, just one more day.
When the wall inside the mind begins to crumble. The memories and thoughts come flooding with a vengeance. It seemed to have been held together by a single thread of sanity for the last decade. But I can feel the leak growing. The insanity building. The wall is going to crumble. And so will I. Everything I’ve tried so hard to forget is coming. It’s coming and there’s no stopping it this time. Just figuring out how to keep it from destroying my mind and mentality completely. Finding the calm within the storm. There is no running from your own sanity. I’ve tried. But by god I will not let it tear me to pieces. I will find a way to hold it together. To build the wall again. Or to find harmony with the flood. Whatever may come to be, it will end with me losing my sanity. I guess embracing it will be the only option. It’s just a matter of time.