A Real Relationship...

When one is in a relationship...
It is and always will be between the three of them.
I say three because God is the head of the relationship.
If it were not for Him no one would even exist.
A relationship consists of loyalty to each other.
Friendship and honesty are involved in this relationship.
If there is ever a problem...
talk to your partner.
There is no reason to go outside of the relationship.
When one thinks about a relationship they should also know how to maintain
And feel what the other partner is feeling.
When one was asked about how to even interact with their spouse,
They should seek counseling before getting married.
People know what it is like to have something special and they hold on to it,
They learn how to treat others with respect,
They listen,
They give sound advice,
They are compassionate,
When one thinks of a relationship,
One thinks about the interpersonal as well as Intimate and ethical.
How well does one interact with eachother?
When they are intimate does not necessarily mean sexually,
Intimate means sharing personal things and experiences with one another,
Intimate means getting closer to each other in spirit and emotions.
Ethics in a relationship means morals and values that are shared between each other.
Ethics in a relationship means the roles that are played between each other.
Ethics in a relationship produce reciprocity and produces the team in the relationship where
I becomes we and one can say that he or she is finally complete.
Because when one is in a relationship...
It is never about themselves...
It is always about the team.
Making sure that your other half is great and on top of everything...
And most importantly...
Happiness and love is there as a foundation to grow with one another.

His Gentle Soul

Here I am sitting on my bed, Contemplating of all my blessings, How someone like you has enetered my life, Somehow made me feel like, Even when things don't go my way, God always send me a blessing, Thus, Here you are, Someone sweet, With a great spirit, Gentle, Kindhearted, Considerate, Someone I can see myself with, Someone I'd like to know in and out, Full of knowledge, Full of truth, And totally someone I want to keep around, For he is my senior, When I look into his eyes, It is his gentle soul that fills my heart with a love that only god knows.

Being more

To be a woman,
that every man wants to marry,
is to be sweet and sincere,
quiet and well spoken,
unique style,
a trophy for all others to see,
To be a woman,
and not have the man,
that you'd want to marry,
because it's either too late,
or you never took that date,
and told him how you truly feel,
To be a woman,
and not have what you want,
may be for the greater good,
for what you do have could,
very well be what is best for you,
To be a woman
Is to be a strong individual,
With a mind of her own,
Intellectual,
Punctual,
Honest,
Loyal,
Modest,
Sincere,
And Must always love herself first.

Always and forever

Often times I caught myself thinking about us. My heart tells my mind that everything is right, My mind tells my soul that you are the one, Everything coincides one with the other, It is my up-most belief that we belong together, For I have been patiently waiting, For the right time to tell you how I feel inside, Is feelings that I will never hide, For not only am I in love with you, But I also love you, And my love, My King, I forever will be yours.

No more anguish

Darkness was all I ever knew, It coveted me, I lived my life as a young child, Wanted only happiness, Yet here I am, Standing tall, Through all the turmoil, Heartache and pain, My life was full of rain, With nothing to live for and nothing to gain. I share my world with my children, Whom love me very much, Whom know me as their mother, For I didn't know my mother until I was a grown woman in my late twenties, I shunned my feelings from the world, And now darkness may fall from time to time, But it will never take what's mine, For my smile will forever shine.

yet another victim

I have always thought that I would be someone that I'd be proud of,
Never letting what someone say to me get the best of me,
Verbal abuse is always the worse kind,
Even when the perpetrator is the one saying,
"Don't let what I say go to your heart...
you have to be strong...
you can't be so sensitive"

What am I supposed to say to that?
How am I supposed to react to that?
When all my life I have been
physically abused,
mentally abused,
verbally abused,
and sexually abused.
What more agony am I to endure?
How much stronger can I get?
From all the abuse I have been through already.

I have always thought that I would be someone that could say,
No I have not been abused,
but I cannot,
I have experienced them all...
tears comforted me when I knew no one would,
the wind became my blanket,
the sand became my foundation,
the ocean became my friend,
so that nature can help heal what man had destroyed,
because the agony of my heart could not conflate with the
agony of my mind,
for I am torn inside,
But life must go on,
As I continue to live my life as a victim.

A Miracle

Sitting in the emergency room,
listening to the sounds of agony,
the dreariness of the night rolls on,
as the people began to filter in,
there became a sound of overwhelming distress,
as if one had lost someone so dear to them,
thinking what if that were me they were crying over,
but thanking God has always been number one,
There is no one that can teach you about life but God,
Sitting here in my hospital bed,
knowing how blessed I truly am,
For I have mad it out of the worse car accident,
that man had ever seen a pregnant woman,
make it out of...
Still in tact.

A guilty conscience...

I thought my life was simple.
It was a little more complex than I thought.
My mind tends to contemplate on my past...
Why did it have to be me?
Why was I the one chosen to endure so much misery?
I thought about a lot of reasons...
but there are none to justify what happened...
So here I am...
Getting over it all...
It took some time for me to get over it...
It took me years to forgive the man whom molested me...
I couldn't forgive him while he was alive though...
I didn't kill him...
His conscience did.

Free yourself from guilt

What people decide to do with their life after something tragic happens to them.
There are many ways one can look at situations as...it does not necessarily have to be bad.
I took my many tragedies and turned them all into who I am today.
I was raped.
I was molested...more than once.
I was emotionally abused.
I was mentally abused.
I was physically abused.
But I got over it.
I became stronger.
I endured the agony for so long.
I grew tired of tears being my comfort.
I grew tired of eating chocolate cakes every time I needed a friend.
There is nothing wrong with crying.
There is nothing wrong with wanting to belong.
But one must learn to accept themselves first.
Accept the fact that this did happen to me,
But it wasn't my fault.
It wasn't my fault.
I was just an infant.
I was just a toddler.
I was just a pregnant girlfriend.
I was just a person that they felt they could demolish,
But no one can make me feel inferior anymore.
I am stronger.
I am wiser.
I know what they did to me was wrong.
I am here now.
Where I belong.

childhood misery

Growing up in the foster care system was tough for me but it was something that made me who I am today. There were times when I didn' t know where I'd end up. There were times when I'd cry myself to sleep from all the abuse that I have endured. But I got over it. I got over the tears, night after night. There was more dreariness in my life than there was bliss. I didn't know how to handle it. All I knew was agony. There was nothing euphoric about my childhood...