Who are you?

Are you to blame?
Of course not.
Or maybe.
But who are you?

I've never acknowledged your existence,
Never given power to your name.
Never needed you then, or now.
Or maybe I did, or do.
But who are you?

Did your absence in my mind,
flee to your presence in my soul?
Couldn't be.
Or maybe.
But who are you?

How can I miss what I never had?
How could you dismiss the essence of you?
I couldn't care.
Or maybe.
But who are you?

Strong and independent is the only being I know.
Past failures are mines, not yours.
But what if....what if you created this botch.
Could you admit that?
Would I accept that?
But who are you?

No memories of you.
Only the ones I made up in my dreams.
The woman in me want allow me to go back.
There's nothing left to fix.
He did what you were never man enough to do.

So on I go....
No hate for you, only love,
but why daddy,
do I ask....
Who are you?

Sometimes

Sometimes in life, you don't get second chances.

Sometimes in love, you lose.

Sometimes, sorry isn't enough.

Sometimes, realization comes a little too late.

Sometimes, joy ends in pain.

Sometimes, forgiving doesn't mean forgetting.

Sometimes, time isn't on your side.

Sometimes, if loving you is wrong...I DO wanna be right.

Sometimes, love loves conditionally.

Sometimes, love doesn't have anything to do with it.

Sometimes, you don't miss the wind until it fails to soothe your soul.

Sometimes, love can love you and leave you.

Sometimes, a hurricane is the only way to wash away the pain.

Sometimes, like this time, it can't be undone...

Sometimes, just sometimes... it is the door closer.

And sometimes, the some time is the now time.

Think About It: Hurt

How can you understand hurt when you've never experienced it yourself? To me some things can ONLY be taught (or learned) through self experience. Point blank...no in between, no exceptions. First let's define hurt. We're not talking about getting your feelings hurt or being disappointed. We're talking about real hurt, real pain, real heartbreak. Humm, heartbreak....go with me for a moment.

Heartbreak is waking up, to only realize you never went to sleep. Heartbreak is when you literally feel pain aching through your chest, you can't eat and you can't think. Heartbreak is a lonely place with only you in it, it's dark and it's cold. There are blankets in this room but you don't have the strength to reach them. Desolate.... There's nothing or no one to console you. Minutes turn into hours, days into months and still no relief in sight. What have I ever done so bad to deserve this, you wonder? Heartbreak I tell you...is the place where tears run empty. If what I describe is unfamiliar to you, then rest assure you've never experienced hurt and surely you've never confronted heartbreak.

And the funny thing is, there is good that comes from heartbreak that makes it soooo worth it. Now one would question how the heck anything good could come from pain and heartbreak. You would think that from the heartbreak I describe a permanent vessel of scorn would be born. Maybe in some unfortunate cases that might be true but for most, not. You never fully understand what giving is until something has been taken from you. Make sense? LOL

How could that be?

I can only explain it the way I've come to know it. You live life so carefree, you love so careless, you live without living. Then one day life slaps you dead in the face and when you're able to cope, overcome and move forward you never, ever look at life the same. I now appreciate life and people. I'm now aware of how my actions affect others and most importantly, hurt has taught me how to love unselfishly, with thought and with consideration. I would never want to cause anyone the pain that was caused to me. Hurt ironically brings out our most conscious, enlightened, amorous being.

Hurt...it's life's gift to us.

Say Word Video: "Our" US of A

I often wonder about those who claim to be "Christians" and to love God. I don't know of a Jesus of hate and division. I often wonder if people read. Because the Jesus I read about is of love and peace. Love, the most misconstrued word there is. I really wish people knew and genuinely understood the true meaning of that word. You know, I really want to be angry about the same ignorant mentality that exists today, and to be honest I somewhat am. But I'm more sad and disappointed. Yet, there is still peace within. I will never take my eye off the prize. I will never allow the hatred of others to force me to spew the same. Despite the bad, there is good. Despite hate, there is love. Despite darkness, there is sunshine. I love life and all that it brings. And instead of focusing on the bad things I can't change, I will focus on the things I can change. It's easy to say what should or shouldn't be, but ask yourself what are you doing to make things better? If you don't have an answer, you may just be one of the ones making it worse??? Ya dig.

Video: Just for Laughs!

SNL - VP Debate