Dear Negative Nancy… When you’re 70 you’ll realize you have no photo album of memories to look through. Just over told stories that’s changed everytime you speak it. Unanswered phone calls, ignored invites, Damn and you can’t even see it? What memories do you have with your loved ones? what promises have you broken? You can’t bring back time for none, the truth is finally spoken. So your regrets of the past, and burdens will fade. Your screams of escape from them, will soon turn into pleads for them to stay. But what you do in the present will pave your way, Into a future where your neglect towards the ones closest to you, will push them all away. Peace&Love Always By Meee… Jasmine
Where do I start?
A mind of brick, a body with less heart.
On the ground I crawl eating crumbs as they fall.
A soul lost in darkness and fog,
Empty minded and welts from tears.
Choked by hate and living in fear.
Bruised ego, I have become a mockery.
Like shit is how you talk to me!
Me, the girl who gives without limitations.
You talk to others with your lips planted on their asses, then speak to me with their shit still present!
You do not make me!!
No matter how many times you try to break me!
My spirit is damaged, but my strength is not of words or banks.
My strength is of character.
What goes around always comes back and shows its face.
When you face your fate my presence will no longer help you sustain.
No more point and blame,
No more deceit.
Resilience has taken pains place firmly planting my feet.
It is now time for me to leave.
Good riddance to those who still crawl in defeat.
Limited is a mind boxed by ignorance.
A fool is the one who chooses to believe it.
Even after its been debunked and deleted
Choosing only to believe in what they hear and see fit.
You can only go as far as you allow your self
Live through the shadows, never doubt what’s felt.
Determine your true being.
Greet the lies with truth that’s needed.
Times seems to slip by me,
Leaving broken pieces ahead of my dream.
Forever contemplating new beginnings and quick schemes.
Never a slickster, but impatience has dealt me in.
Leaving only hope within,
Clock steadily stuck on 6:40, closing in on 10
Turning back would be too early,
when I’m almost their, am I near the dream barely.
Obstacles come and go
No more putting my plans
Eyes open while my mind is sleep
Future glows through the dark loose seams.
Tonight I’m going to sleep forever Faded, someone please tell me tomorrows weather? Shall i wear a raincoat, hoodie, or a sweater? Like love , what you see depends solely on the seasons dither. If you don’t appreciate what you have, you’ll regret what you lost. Never to late to began building at a bigger cost. The night is young and the days seem so flawed. Sitting here watching the swirls of smoke smoothly escape my lungs, creating silver fog. Huge glass round and tall Slow sipping Revana purple red wine drinking and thinking of things. Only thing clear is the time. It seems the presents past is today’s yesterday. Yet tomorrow still awaits.
There is nothing I would not change about my life. Forever great for ever happy, the days always seem the same, but every day I wake up reborn. Trust in fate to clear out the ones who were never true to your growth and trust karma to give your secret haters something to look forward to.
If it hurts it’s meant to teach, a lesson that bad experiences preach. Tomorrows yearn leaves the present within reach. I can’t help, but to wonder how a fixed heart sleeps. Since a broken heart seems to over think. Leaving me awake to relive it all in my mind. Replaying conversations , changing dialogue and past troubles to fit the reality I wish was mine.