I know it has been awhile since I’ve shared any poetry on The Asylum, and I’m not going to at the moment. *Smiles* What I would like to do is post some of my sister’s poetry. This is from J_Love5, now this sister has been down with The Asylum since when I was sleeping keyboards in school, so please be warm…
pain driven tears
felt to the depths of my core
stemming from old childhood ways
that shaped my adulthood
for so long,
i allowed the wrong emotions
to rule and direct my paths..
and tho i feel everything..
there are times..
when i feel too much
that i get numb.
numb from loving
the wrong ones
just a little too much
see i knew they were wrong from the get go
but the attention they presented
blinded me from my common sense
that longing to be held
had me so into them.
and when i love…
i love hard..
and tho they were the wrong ones..
i gave them pieces of my heart.
passing it out like it was candy drops
not really expecting anything in return..
but hoping with a smidget of hope
that this one.. could be the one..
that one who will love me correctly..
treat me with respect
and appreciate my worth.
but back then..
i didn’t even recognize my worth
unable to see the beauty within me
so i foolishly allowed others
to shape my perspective of my beauty..
and forgetting what has always been instilled in me.
for i am fearfully and wonderfully
made.
so in this present day
i look deep inside
and i no longer hide..
no longer afraid of me.
comfortable enough in me
to do what i have to do in order to be healthy.
acknowledging my own beauty
which empowers me
and my inner strength moves me
to smile again.
smile because..
I am happy with me.
I am happy loving me.
cuz I Am
Fearfully and
Wonderfully
Made.
Made in the image of God.
and God don’t make no junk.
it is He who uplifts me
bringing me to
find. my. way. back. to. Happy