Day 2

  
Hello my gorgeous rockstars! Day 2 of 3 days and 3 quotes… Today I am going to pass this challenge on to three other badass bloggers without all the rules, just share some quotes that mean something to you- if you want- no pressure :))

Walkerkaty0                                              Oceanswater                                      gigoid

The quote with Jax Teller below really spoke to me- not sure if it was Kurt or one of the other writers from SOA, but I read it and was like bam! How true it is that when I am broken I do not feel strong- in the midst of hurt I feel sad and weak and tired. Many of my experiences hang like a loose earring to my heart-they are there but too painful to wear completely.  When I do embrace these hurtful memories I can break again-and fast-but it is the comfort of family, friends, strangers-that act as a cushion to my fall.  Their love keeps me strong when I am not. Their love inspires me to continue to believe and not give up.

YOU are a part of that love and cushion, thank you! I know, believe me I do, that life can be super hard. Hard like slamming the pavement and we are down there wondering how on earth we will stand back up-let alone walk again.

When I was little I remember playing with my dolls and dreaming of being a mother one day-oh how simple things seemed.  I never ever imagined I would be wailing over my daughter’s casket, I never imagined I would be rescuing my children from the angry chains of an abusive marriage.  I have no answers, not even the ones I seek-but I do have love, I do still believe I will find my happiness in my heart. I believe, even though my life continues to unravel from how I attempt to plan it, I believe there is light and hope and love in store for me and for all of you too.

And I LOVE YOU ALL! So see, there is some love already in your day today :))

xxxxo -SG

   
 
  

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Good Morning Beautifuls!

  
Hi there my wonderfully  beautiful WordPress family. Thank you for being here! 

So Rich from wafflemethis (wafflemeawesomeness 😏) nominated me to do the 3 days 3 quotes… Sorry I am bad at following the rules so I am just gonna say thank you soul brother for including me in this and get to sharing some quotes with you all… I love quotes. 

The theme here is to LOVE yourself! I have been looked down upon for the very things that make me unique and quirky. I let it get to me for a long time- people’s hurtful jabs and eye rolls. But you know what- if you don’t like me then you can go-this is me and I am not striving for perfection in this life- I am striving for happiness- as many moments as I can muster up!

Being someone other than who I truly am does not make me happy. Plus I have more fun when I am my wacky wild self and there are people out there who love me for ME! Yay :))

So please remember YOU are amazing. You are adorned with uniqueness and an individuality that no one can steal away- so don’t hide your true gorgeous radiance- blaze it baby!! 

…and if others are making you feel small because of your awesome individuality, then they can make like a fly and shoo!! 

Come here and be Loved!

Have a great day! Xxxo-SG

   
   
  

Heart Strokes 

  

This piece was directly inspired after reading “not here to impress” by photographer and poet Jay. Please give him a looksee :)) 

~Heart Strokes~ 

“I wear my heart on my sleeve”

…someone once said

And millions have echoed

Me though…

I wear my heart right here

Wounds at the tips of my fingers 

Nails painted 

In a flesh toned manicure

Of grief and loss and love and dreams

The sleeve is too far up it seems

Easily camouflaged 

Like my shoes on the street 

Ripping the shirt into pieces of its birth 

With hands to open a throat of words 

…I breathe and sit and swallow it down 

My heart is what makes my fingertips pound

Click click clack

From my vintage typewriter to this new age device 

I keep my heart in my hands 

Bleeding…as I write 

  

Sinking into night 

 

I carved out my soul

now i lay naked without my walls
I’ve no one to blame but myself
it is no one’s fault but mine
The ricochet of silly dreams
and backhand of belief
The fruitless hope forcing buds
like me
She’s a damn fighter

The Lord is all I have
I am clinging to Him with my whole being
in this blazing heat I am quivering
Lord I pray for life
that i may not shrink away
show me how you love your daughter
the metaphorical change to wine from water
Rain rubies and diamonds
glimpses into heaven
Misted in perfect falls of love

My eyes are black in this pulseless life
sparks extinguished
the loneliness of night
You did not search
You were already there
waiting with quiet arms
in my blue dreamers chair
I crawled upon your lap
A baby with no tears
unblock these caged emotions
unmute my screaming layers
frozen to cry
this hour I wail
rock me to sleep

Gently closing eyes…                            that weep

  

Just Me 

 

What is it like…to have you for a mother?

What is it like…to have me for a daughter?

They all tell me I’m special
My daughter in heaven
I tell her that too
But what about you?
How do you do?
Do you wonder about me?
Walking in circles
Pacing in dreams
Wondering 
Always wondering
What is it like…
To have you in my life
An empty room at the end of the night
Blank envelopes
Nothing to write

  

 

Choices Made for Us 

  Here we go

Pretty spirits arranged in rows 
Somehow we still end up alone
I would say-
wind me up like a doll
And I’ll spin round and round
Or dance in place
He should get what he paid for
But waiting isn’t what we were made for
Opposite those who die to settle
We aren’t tired
We aren’t tragic
We are alive and awake
We are sewn from magic
Rip off this dress made from velvet
Run into poverty’s hands 
I don’t want your majesty
When I could live in freedom. 

Skyscrapers in the wind 

  

We are skyscrapers in the wind

Forged In the center of a hurricane
Collided as one we bend  
Tell me you love me
Let me feel your hand 
Let our flesh melt into eachother 
As the harpist leads the band
Calmly sinking below sea level
Their music resonates in crystalline bubbles 
We rise faster and faster 
As triumph outruns disaster 
Tell me you love me 
Melt your words into my skin
I can no longer hear the music 
Yet the harp is in my hands 

  

The Miss



This week arrives 

Like heat on ice 
The impact of my heart disintegrating 
It weakens and remains solemn
I miss you sweetie
And the miss within is raging 
Its teeth are cutting 
Its fangs are slashing 
Its eyes are stinging 
Its throat is a compilation of rocks
Stuck on memories
To force a stop 
Don’t tell me to capture the moments 
The miss is still angry
Remembering craddling her lifeless daughter
Is that what you want me to see?
Years later 
The miss is sicker than ever 
Oh no!
The aftershock of disaster
Rolling through my busted structure 
Why why why…
It’s maddening, I’ll never know 
I just float in this miss
Covering and curling me in
Losing my daughter
Losing my skin