sexydeltagirl
09-12-06, 11:55 AM
Hold my hand she said, this young woman in my dream...
I couldn't see her face yet her spirit felt so familiar...
Like I was in her presense before, maybe even spoke her name once...
Travel with me she said, as I take you to places you don't want to go...
Please don't cry when I show you the end result of your time on this earth...
Just squeeze my hand tighter and don't look away...
She said, she came to me cause I was living with fear...
Fear of loving with no restrictions...
Exposing my true feelings...
Chocking on simple responses like...
How are you doing?
I'm on guard because I've experienced much pain...
Seen children dying, saw a young man flying out of a project window....
She said, I'm living life blindfolded...
Not keeping a clear focus on who and what I am...
When the words escaped her lips I wanted to sntach my hand back...
And proclaim how dare you?
I made it!
While others gave into the confindments of the project fences...
Allowed proverty to squeeze all of their energy...
Leaving them wallowing in their on pity....
I kept going....
Pressing onward...
Stepping over used needles to meet my tutor....
Going to bed hungry so other could eat...
Can I get some credit...
Can I get some respect...
She just smiled and said...
There was never a doubt in my mind, my precious child..
That you change your life around...
That you would stop tip toeing on the line of criminal activity...
Just to get by...
But my child she said, you are holding on the past...
And not appreciating its meaning...
Use it to face this world with a fearless attitude...
Know that even if he breaks your heart...
Or from the cozy queen sized bed that you lay your head..
Life leads you to a homeless shelter cot...
TIme heals all wounds...
And you will make it through...
Keep taking risk in your love life...
Love good, love strong....
Love always...
Keep smiling and laughing..
Keep crying and then remembering the lesson learned...
You a woman of great strength....
You are a woman of great courage...
And at every step of the way...
Even at your lowest point...
I was there...
Waiting for this very moment...
As I turned from her stare...
I saw a large crowd standing before me...
Folks of all colors and nationalities...
Young and old...
They all came to honor me...
Some were crying, other were smiling...
Yet above their heads I could see myself with them...
We were either talking or dancing, and past loves...
Were romancing me...
I tried to hold back my tears....
Follow directions and squeeze her hand...
But she said it was okay...
Let the tears flow...
She said this is what I needed to see....
This is what the end result would be...
If I allowed folks to love me...
When I feel I'm not worthy of love...
Hug me when my hugs aren't big enough...
Speak of my potential when I feel I'm worthless...
She softy whispered in my ear....
My darling child...
LIVE!
And before I could respond...
Before I could try to expose her face...
I awoke to the sound of my alarm...
The sound of heart racing as if I had ran a marathon...
I awoke at peace....
I couldn't see her face yet her spirit felt so familiar...
Like I was in her presense before, maybe even spoke her name once...
Travel with me she said, as I take you to places you don't want to go...
Please don't cry when I show you the end result of your time on this earth...
Just squeeze my hand tighter and don't look away...
She said, she came to me cause I was living with fear...
Fear of loving with no restrictions...
Exposing my true feelings...
Chocking on simple responses like...
How are you doing?
I'm on guard because I've experienced much pain...
Seen children dying, saw a young man flying out of a project window....
She said, I'm living life blindfolded...
Not keeping a clear focus on who and what I am...
When the words escaped her lips I wanted to sntach my hand back...
And proclaim how dare you?
I made it!
While others gave into the confindments of the project fences...
Allowed proverty to squeeze all of their energy...
Leaving them wallowing in their on pity....
I kept going....
Pressing onward...
Stepping over used needles to meet my tutor....
Going to bed hungry so other could eat...
Can I get some credit...
Can I get some respect...
She just smiled and said...
There was never a doubt in my mind, my precious child..
That you change your life around...
That you would stop tip toeing on the line of criminal activity...
Just to get by...
But my child she said, you are holding on the past...
And not appreciating its meaning...
Use it to face this world with a fearless attitude...
Know that even if he breaks your heart...
Or from the cozy queen sized bed that you lay your head..
Life leads you to a homeless shelter cot...
TIme heals all wounds...
And you will make it through...
Keep taking risk in your love life...
Love good, love strong....
Love always...
Keep smiling and laughing..
Keep crying and then remembering the lesson learned...
You a woman of great strength....
You are a woman of great courage...
And at every step of the way...
Even at your lowest point...
I was there...
Waiting for this very moment...
As I turned from her stare...
I saw a large crowd standing before me...
Folks of all colors and nationalities...
Young and old...
They all came to honor me...
Some were crying, other were smiling...
Yet above their heads I could see myself with them...
We were either talking or dancing, and past loves...
Were romancing me...
I tried to hold back my tears....
Follow directions and squeeze her hand...
But she said it was okay...
Let the tears flow...
She said this is what I needed to see....
This is what the end result would be...
If I allowed folks to love me...
When I feel I'm not worthy of love...
Hug me when my hugs aren't big enough...
Speak of my potential when I feel I'm worthless...
She softy whispered in my ear....
My darling child...
LIVE!
And before I could respond...
Before I could try to expose her face...
I awoke to the sound of my alarm...
The sound of heart racing as if I had ran a marathon...
I awoke at peace....