2015

It’s cold.
I’m happy and drenched in gold.
No one is by my side,
And for once I have a sense of pride.
Don’t chide.

I needed to belong,
Something lifelong.
So I became strong.

I feel bold.
Not bought or sold.
I mold.

I’m ready,
Feet planted steady,
This power heady.

The road is open,
Not broken.

Yeah I had some cracks along the way.
But the new me is fully reformed,
And here to stay.

-N

Come On Baby Ride…………

Another year has drew near,
Yet I’m free of doubt and fear.
I’m clear,
And it’s all so dear.
This year I had lows.
This year I had doubts,
This year I heard lies.
I became someone I didn’t recognize.

No more.
You see,
I’m too exhausted and sore.
I see the sun coming out.
That’s what I’m about.

I need my happiness to be something more.
Something that someone doesn’t see as a chore.
I need my sanity to be something not wrapped up in a person,
An idea,
A good person.
Give me,
Give me,
Give me,
Is all I’ve said.
No more.

I shall take,
create,
make,
bake,
break,
shake.
Anything to bring me to life.
Anything to help me not be filled with strife.
Bitterness,
Resentment.

I see the light,
It’s about to take flight.
As am I, I say.
As am I.

-N

When You’re Called By Something….

It sucks.
You feel like you are destined for something greater, and you won’t be settled until you accomplish it. It also sucks because everyone may not be on board with your “destiny” and may even mock you for it. I was watching a movie this afternoon and it was amazing to me that people are really cynical when it comes to accomplishing something great. People often forget that before you became this horrible cynic you believed in something as well. It may not have happened for you, but who’s to say it won’t happen for the next generation. In every inspirational movie I’ve seen since I was born the one thing you hear constantly is to never give up. Even though the message is cliched, it still rings true.
Never.Give.Up
-N

Something Fresh………

Hello world!
Because I am sick of hearing about you know, EBOLA,ENTEROVIRUS,ISIS recruiting 12 year olds from North Dakota, women teachers having threesomes with 17 year old boys, more politicians lying,THE IMPENDING APOCALYPSE,and anything else news related (AND THAT’S SAYING SOMETHING COMING FROM ME ONE NEWS JUNKIE) I’ve decided to regal you with my tales of new adventures.
Yesterday was my first day of Graduate school. Yep, you heard correctly;
GRAD SCHOOL.
Well folks let me tell you, it was a very enlightening day. It was fun (to me) getting up, and talking with others who wanted to pursue higher education. What I like so much about graduate school is when you get to this level everyone is pretty much chill. Now the work load is not,(FAR FROM IT) and it’s a good thing I’m a quick reader because otherwise I’d be screwed but I like how everyone applied because they wanted to be here and you’re all in the same boat, just different majors. It’s amazing how that works out. In my spare time I am also writing my poetry because it relaxes me and it allows me to be myself, and to really express how I’m feeling. It also makes me be able to reflect, and to read all of you guys’ amazing stuff and wonder, “how the heck did they create that amazing piece of work?”
You know important stuff.
Anyways I hope all is well with you. If you’re reading this and on a quarter school system and yesterday was the first day for you I hope it all went good. If you are nervous and because embarking in new territory makes you a little jittery, and unsure please believe you’ve got a friend.
-N