when push comes to shove

I do not know if I will ever find the courage in this life to give voice to these many thoughts and ideas which swirl around in my mind like so many thousands of pebbles on a beach being kicked and moved and changed. For every tear you cry in a lifetime, there will be a smile and a happy day to counteract and erase it. Every time you hear somebody say It's never going to get better, know in your heart and soul that it will, it must. If your glass is always half full, there will be more to drink and some left over for your neighbor. Should you choose for your glass to be half empty, chances are, you will die of thirst like you were in the desert with great pools of water all around but from which you refuse to drink because you cannot move from that place where you are comfortable, safe. Take risks, get hurt, and try again. Failure comes not from falling down, but from staying down. It's okay to cry, but cry those bittersweet tears knowing that you will one day conquer the world. Spend more time with yourself, get to know you so that when you are challenged by somebody who does not know you; does not know themselves, you will be the one to call a bluff and than you will never doubt you. You are you and the only thing that can and will ever change that is you.

"Goddess"

The dreamers dream
The singers sing
The cowboys roam
But what do I do
I do everything for I am
the Goddess who shows you the way.

How do I....

I don't know where to start, I'm not sure how this goes, so maybe just...hello? Hello there and how are you? and all the other small talk that people do. Well it seems we're past that now, so what to do, do I tell you how I'm in love with you? Or is it too soon, would you be scared? If I don't tell you am I lying? To myself, maybe, just not to tell but I guess it's okay because I wouldn't want to chase you away with these words and thoughts that swirl through my head like a whirlwind that never ceases, never ends. Day and night I think of you, not in a weird or crazy way but maybe would it seem like that to you? I only want to see your smile, smell your cologne, try to describe all the colors and emotions that cascade through your eyes those eyes that show me your soul, betray your words of maybe this and probably that and I'm not sure but maybe not. I could sit next to you and be content, and maybe? just maybe we could hold hands. Not just for now but for tomorrow and the next tomorrow and every one to come, could you be with me? Or would you only see what I am not and who you wish I could be? Will I fade away like an old snapshot of someone who once was but now has moved on? Do these questions and wonderings make me seem so insecure that you're not sure if I'm what you want because maybe I wouldn't ask if you would only tell. Or show. Show and tell. Like that famous day in kindergarten when everyone ooh's and aah's and you feel like the coolest kid around like you've had your 5 minutes of fame, and the world can't take it away. You can't take away how I want to hold you, know you, love you. Are we fading away? I'm not sure now what to do, so maybe, again.....hello?

Love is...

this is a poem that i had published two years ago.

Love is... Looking into a person's eyes and seeing their soul,
Longing to talk with them to take away the pain,
Offering them your everything, hoping they'll understand,
Wishing for that day, clinging to the few hopes that still remain.

And love is…
Wanting nothing but the best for them,
And crying yourself to sleep knowing it might not be,
Longing to open wide your heart to them,
In hopes that one day they'll understand and see.

Love is...
Those words you whisper as you lay yourself to sleep,
And smiling as you think of them, knowing they're by your side,
Those lonely tears that fall from your eyes,
Knowing there is no longer anywhere to hide.

And Love is…
Confessing every feeling that lays buried deep within,
And fully knowing no words could describe how you truly feel,
The pain and hurt you feel, knowing it means nothing,
To you, these deep emotions I hold, will never truly be real.

Love is…
Willing to give all you have for one small chance
Staking your life on its uncertainty,
Laying your heart open freely before their searching eyes,
Loosing this deep powerful feelings ...letting your soul free.

Shut Up & Write

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Shut Up & Write

Lloyd

Senior pic

Pensive & wistful