My Shailee

My Shailee, she's mine. I love her unconditionally even though she angers me at times. I'd say her most attractive feature is the long golden blond hair. Maybe the sky blue eyes that stare at the horizon. The only downfall to this woman is the fact that she doesn't have a smart phone, which is a very unattractive feature, she has to catch up to the rest of the world and embrace the future.

The Best Mistake Ever Made.

The only thing going through her mind right now is why? Why me? But she knows that this was her choice, she knows no one forced her to go home with him that night. She cant help that passions that were going through her body. A cry for attention brings her quickly back to reality, it is the baby. The "mistake". She would do anything for the baby. It is her sunshine and her only happiness right now. She is going through a hard time in her life. Her family has disowned her the father of the babe gone. She feels alone and afraid. But despite the darkness and sorrow, she sees new opportunities in the horizon. The love of a mother. The love of Shailee.

The Girl From Across The Room.

The room is dim. There is soft music playing in the background, the smell of drinks ands smoke fill the air. What are you doing here? This isnt your type of party, you know better... But for the sake of social appearances you came, yet again. You use your better judgement and decide to leave. Just as you hear the creek of the stool as you get up from it you seem to sense that someone is watching you. Is it the noise of the room or are your eyes playing trick on you? You look up and you see the most beautiful girl you have ever seen. She radiates of love and kindness, of understanding and intelligence. You first notice her hair, lush and full, so gold that for a moment you think its real gold. Her eyes, the color of the sea just after a storm, so raging and colorful! But calm at the same time. She quickly looks away. You wonder to your self, Was she looking at me? You hesitate and sit back down. You rack your mind for things to say, things to do. You get up and search for her, oh where is she! Just as you are about to give up you spot her from across the room. You see her, she sees you. You have made a connection you talk and engage it was like two peas in a pod. A dog and his bone. Chemistry has been made, you are happy. Happier then you have been in weeks. You can not wait to see what the rest of the night will bring...

Thought Of The Deep Night...

Tired as I am, the strong grasp of sleep simply cannot seem to get ahold of me this lonely night. I am afraid, but not because of the murky dark,or the rustling of the wind pushing the trees, but because the mind tends to wander. I am scared because the fears and problems I put away during the day all seem to flood back vividly, this late at night. As humans we are thinkers, somewhere among the tangles of neurons and dendrites there is a part of us, the part that makes us excel, makes us adapt and survive. I am scared because this part of me tends to always live in the fast lane. The sorrows and problems of others drown out my own and make me feel very ungrateful, selfish. I live a life where money and food, not to mention love is plentiful. Others, I am sad to say, do not have the luxery of loving parents, or the support of a family. I see our world being destroyed by drugs, and war, and I say to my self, why? Why must there be poverty, or famine, then I see that it is and opportunity to improve ourselves. This late night thinking is horrible, it reminds me that I do not do enough to help others when I am very well capable...

The Burning.

I feel it. It hurts. i have never experienced anything like this before. My skin crawls and rises. My skin is searing! The pain! A memory flashes to my mind: I am running, people are running. Something terrible has happened there is sorrow in the air. The Air is on fire. People are burning. Children, Women, old people. My mind flashes again, a war, the enemy threatens our freedom we lose. We are nuclear.

The Rising Sun.

As I begin my adventure in this virtual paradise I feel a new dawn approaching. A new phase in my life to which none other can compare. A new life. A new name. A new view. Fresh. A vivid memory comes to me. I am but a babe, exiting the womb of my loving mother. I am the fruit of my fathers loins. I am born. Back to reality, I am experiencing the same feeling as my first birth. I feel the love of my family again. I am born again.