"A girl"

Once upon a time...
There was a girl who was perfect and happy in her own little world,
until the day when someone told her that she wasn't good enough.
She learned an ugly lie that day; what people say matters.
The truth?
What people say can hurt, scar, damage, and destroy a beautiful soul.

This little girl grew into a torn adult, still beautiful on the inside
but too sad to show the world.
Time after time people told her and showed her that she wasn't good enough.
She grew up in a harsh world;
a world that has evolved into a hateful place for her.
She was hurt, scarred, damaged, and she felt destroyed,
until one day when she looked into a mirror and saw
the beautiful woman she had become.

This girl realized that all of those hateful words were a lie
and only fear reflected from all those people.
She started to hear more of what those people said,
they tore down what was beautiful and built up the ugly.
Out of the ignorance of their own hate, they showed her the dark lie.

As she saw the truth, she noticed that there were others.
People that were more like her. Beautiful on the inside.
Now she heard the beauty that came from these angels.
They spoke of how lovely she is and how much they value her.
It was only after she saw her own beauty and worth, that
she heard the words of those that mattered.

We do live in a beautiful world, full of beautiful people.
Remember to look for your beauty and choose your words carefully,
because words can
hurt or heal, scar or redeem, damage or built, destroy or create.

"Dizzy"

sparks of reality
  float around my head
I try to catch on
       to a
   coherent thought
                    but I blink and it is gone
                                                  lost in a sea of angry foam
an unreal storm
    plays out within the spinning vortex
                        that once was my brain
ideas turn into questions
  focus slips away
                                through my fingertips
      I close my eyes in an attempt to find myself once again

"Sunshine"

She is my bit of sunshine
          my little funny gal
          my singing star
          my dancing princess
          my colorful artist
          my go-go-go girl
          my amazing explorer
          my heart
          my love
          my daughter

"Pain"

The blackness covers
My mind, soul and body
Twisted and tangled
I scream within
Fighting the evil
Taking over me
Lashing out
Anger
Hate
Pain

"Modern Mom"

The alarm goes off,
"beep, beep, beep;"
"Good morning, Sunshine!"

Cartoons to distract her
With Cheerios and milk,
While getting ready for work.

Making lunch as she eats breakfast,
She tugs at my leg,
"Mommy, no work."

"I'm sorry, Baby."
Time to go.
"No, mommy, play."

Guilt on the ride in.
How is this better?
Someday I will have the time.

But, will she still want her mommy?

"Birthday"

Let us come together,
and celebrate
my birth,

The day that I became
one with the population,
the anniversary of my being.

I am no wiser
because of this benchmark
on the calendar.

The only wish that comes true,
as I blow out my candles
is that I get to eat cake.

Let us come together,
and celebrate
my delicious cake.