Possibilities

Image in your head, a contradiction

Perception wages war on reality

Enveloped, dense, cold fog of memories

Thoughts intertwining, serpentine

Sleep, elusive to the weary

Decisions made, ever present, by time, past

At once determine, determined, determining

Strike first and become the stricken

Elevated, caution forgotten or misplaced

Defeated suddenly, no warning

Cry out in endless wondering

Infinite cycle, always beginning

Forever transformed, sculpted masterpiece

Revealed exclusively to the living

Breath symbolizes naught,

Light encompasses all

-Liz

03/31/11

Perfect - Pink

Made a wrong turn
Once or twice
Dug my way out
Blood and fire
Bad decisions
That’s alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, missunderstood
Miss, no way it’s all good
It didn’t slow me down
Mistaken
Always second guessing
Underestimated
Look, I’m still around…
Pretty, pretty please
Don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than
less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing
You are perfect to me
You’re so mean
When you talk
About yourself
You are wrong
Change the voices
In your head
Make them like you
Instead
So complicated
Look how big you’ll make it
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It’s enough
I’ve done all i can think of
Chased down all my demons
see you do the same
Pretty, pretty please
Don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than
less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing
You are perfect to me
The whole world stares while i swallow the fear
The only thing i should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in lying and we tried tried tried
But we try too hard, it’s a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics, cuz they’re everywhere
They don’t like my genes, they don’t get my hair
Strange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that?
Why do I do that?
Why do I do that?
Ooh, pretty pretty pretty,
Pretty pretty please don’t you ever ever feel
Like you’re less than
less than perfect
Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel
Like you’re nothing
you are perfect to me
You’re perfect
You’re perfect to me
Pretty, pretty please if you ever ever feel
like you’re less than, less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please if you ever ever feel
like you’re nothing
you are perfect to me

Even Playing Field

Red dust field transformed to lifeblood

Becomes a player, newly born

Once loved, now shunned, face down in mud

Questions, why the sudden scorn

Each fleck of dust while in the air

Floats lightly, beauty to behold

But landing, trampled unaware

Returns to dirt, no love unfolds

Gifts unseen by blinded eye

Losing, gains what once was cherished

Spectators standing idly by

Tarnished seen, however burnished

Deaf ears, executioner of choice

Views refuse to transform broader

Faith cries out with unheard voice

One fleck does not transcend another

-Liz  3/31/11

Legacy 3/30/11

Mother,

What memories linger, what choices made

What legacy given, what childhood gave

What innocence squandered, what left was gaunt

What motherhood wasted, what’s left is haunt

What love was taken, what tenderness withheld

What knowledge refused, what query was quelled

What dreams were broken, what frozen was warm

What strength was wasted, what courage was torn

What trust was given, what conviction was sold

What words were spoken, what lies were told

What light was diminished, what faith has died

What is left now,

What Heaven denied,

Daughter

Plea

Render us blind to fault, to love easily

Immune to differences, to live equally

Deaf to criticism, to live without judgment

Naïve to guile, and so be free

Full of hope, to see without fear

Selfless, to live for others

Empathetic, to feel deeply

Faithful, to not falter

Strong, to carry all burdens

Humble, to surrender ourselves

Tender, that we forever caress

-Liz

3-26-11

Wolves

This is a cold, cruel and harsh world full of ordinary looking people who are secretly searching for ways to use, hurt or destroy others.  Murderers.  They aren’t necessarily ending a life as in death, rather they murder others by their slander, deceit and crafty, sneaky ways.  They disguise their evil ways, whispering the word, love.  And they rape your very soul.  If you do not take the time to recognize them, you allow them to grow in evil and gain power over you.  If you do not take the time to strengthen and protect yourself, to hold your true self back from the undeserving, to hide your tenderness and emotion, they may succeed in destroying you.  If you resort to self-destructive behaviors, then you have lost and evil has won. 

Do what you must to remove them from your life.  Rely only on the few people you can truly trust, those who have proven their love to you over and over, even in times of despair and weakness, yours or theirs.  Do all in your power to repair the damage the wolves have done. Rebuild your life, put aside the false, weak person they would have you believe you are from the outside in and become the genuine, strong, loving person you know you are from the inside out, from your heart and soul.  And as you build yourself up, slowly begin to look around you and you will see others waiting, with their hands outstretched to join you in your happy journey.  Sometimes you will lift them and sometimes they you. 

Become all-powerful in your life, take complete control of your decisions, actions, emotions and relationships.  Act, do not react, but instead, act.  Never let the wolves in again.  You know them.  You feel them.  They are destroyers of light and life.  Search out builders and growers, like you.  Be aware of the wolves.  Search their motives, see their guile, because we all have motives, good or bad, and listen to your inner self.  Find the peace to hear your soul.  Love yourself that much.  Respect your life that much.  You are in charge.  This is it.  Your Life.  Your Decisions.  Your Destiny.  Your future begins when you understand this:  There is no dwelling on guilt or regret, only gaining of experience and knowledge, and ultimately wisdom.  You are beautiful and rare.  You are perfect.  Stay the course…

-Liz

-After a family betrayal