No day is promised to anybody. Don’t feel bad for enjoying the hell out of your life. No one is living it but you… for you. Not to say you can’t appreciate the people (past,present, and/or future) who take part in these many endeavors, but it all comes down to your happiness. Your success. Your peace of mind. We’ve all got a spark in us. … Continue reading Because I Can. We Can. You Can
I ran from myself constantly but at some point I just couldn’t keep up. I started to trip over every lie told to protect me. And with that, I didn’t have the courage to acknowledge how it hurt everyone else nor could I pull myself together to own up to my faults. I’ve always tried to avoid judgement at all cost but I guess it’s … Continue reading Stop Running
I found myself desperately seeking to find ME. Who am I ?Where do I belong ? What does life have in store for me? Half filled journals, vision boards, blogging, job after job. I still didn’t know. And truth be told, I still can’t figure it out. Is the answer here… right before my eyes? Am I over looking something? I just don’t quite understand … Continue reading Who? What? When? Where? Why?
The beauty of it was the triumph. Of course there was still obstacles to overcome, but the love they had for one another was stronger than one could fathom. It was the true definition of a love story. The passion in his voice when he spoke of her, the butterflies she got as if it were the first time. It made others yearn for something … Continue reading The Color of Love
I was born and raised in a small town known as the Lower East Side, of Manhattan that is. Filled with reconstruction, project buildings, Dominican hair salons, mom and pop shops. This is pretty much all I’ve ever known. Twenty three years. I spent probably two to three years at some point living in New London Connecticut when I was young but that didn’t last … Continue reading Walk In My shoes
I haven’t wrote in a while because I can’t find the words. Or maybe it’s because I can’t figure out which issue to start with first that’s stored in this thing I call a brain. Work, school, my relationship, parenting, and my personality. Honestly, they’re all out of wack. It’s me. It has to be. I’m okay with that I guess. Of course I’m open … Continue reading Where do I start?
They’re a writer just like me… so what separates me from them? Nothing in particular but everything. Yes. Every single thing about me makes me different, and my writing is my product. I birthed it sometime around the age of ten. Of course at that time, it was juvenile thoughts about how unfair time-out is or trying to figure out how many best friends I … Continue reading Pieces Of Me
Crawl out of that cave of denial. Dust your shoulders off and hold your head high. Stop reducing yourself to a person you are not and represent the woman you are. That broken, loving, Insecure, vulnerable yet willing woman. Willing to learn, willing to lose, willing to hurt, willing to gain, willing to experience. Don’t cover up your flaws. Wear them proudly. Don’t deny your … Continue reading I Am Broken & Whole. I Am Me
Sent a message knowing there would be no response… Words left untold are sometimes the most crucial ones. I wanted to let you know that I miss you and I love you even more than before. I toss and turn late at night because you’re not holding me I Hope and pray for everything that we used to be I look at old pictures over … Continue reading Dear Bla…
I stood in front of the mirror and didn’t recognize her. The person I was looking for didn’t allow a mistake to change who she is. She didn’t chase. She didn’t beg. She struggled before she asked for help. She wore her best smile on a day to day basis no matter what was going on around her. She didn’t let anybody make or break … Continue reading Unwanted
As Much As I Tried To Be The Perfect Person I Wasn’t By Allowing Myself To Not Live Up To My Own Standards, I Failed Myself In The Process Of Trying To Find Myself, I Realized She Was There All Along It Took A Broken Heart, Guilt, Sleepless Nights, Tears, And A Lot Of Soul Searching. I Daydreamed, Pondered, And Most Importantly I Prayed Every … Continue reading The Victory of Losing
Excuse me my dear, But you do not belong here, There, or anywhere, All that I ask, Please remove your mask, This cannot be you, for you are not true, You are a liar, Your presence is not in my desire, Do not cry, and do not try, You do not come before my pride, Cover your face, To this society, You are a disgrace, … Continue reading Liar, Liar
Sit. Talk. Listen. 