faerys1dream


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faerys1dream
Age: 42
City: Powell
Country: United States
Joined: Feb 2008

I have yet to reach my full potential and still I wonder around most days in a cloudy daze in regards to my placement upon this earth. Each day I learn more about who I am and how to express my inner self~ through poetry writing and photos that speak to my heart. Life has many facets and one of my shortcomings has been my heart always overrides my eyes leaving them blind to actually see what is before me only visible when it’s too late and my heart suffers the consequence of heartache and disappointment. We all I believe, at one time or another, see what we want to see with our eyes blocking out the realities of hurts and pain that eventually comes anyway. The vision, after bouncing around inside the mind sometimes for years and perhaps the moment when we really see the vision is when our mind can handle the intensity of pain or hurt that will be endured~ Acceptance and realizing a protective barrier exists and I know that I have created helps me get through each day and maybe that is why I am not in the crazy house today. I know there are many lessons I will have to learn I just hope that the paths that teach until learned can be a little less painful.
I wish everyone could have at least one dream come true and could share with others giving hope to those who still have unfulfilled dreams and that one day they can come true~ I keep believing in them too
I am a humanitarian who thinks outside the box and unfortunately my means do not allow all that I wish to accomplish but still there is tomorrow
The inside of my heart aches for those who could do more and choose not to for one reason or another~
A mother and animal lover and I hold onto faith at times I have felt forgotten, but I believe that truth only can be revealed after the clouds of corruption and lies have blown out leaving only the truth still standing or bent over after the storm.
I believe that true love exists even though my lessons learned have left such emptiness inside of my heart and longing for something real and a lasting loving companion.
I love poetry and its diverse way of expression. No matter what the world can throw writing and freedom of speech allows words to flow onto paper and the bleeding heart to have closure even when not understanding the why it all happened anyway. Giving part of myself to who reads maybe a sense of unity to the unfulfilled and seeing my passion through my work. My heartbreak, love, hurt and empathy I’m sure will always be parts of me and someday the person who I am to become will finally appear but in the mean time I have chose to open portals of my soul giving others a chance to read parts of me and expose my sensitive and vulnerable experiences I have had in my life.
Having the understanding there is much heart ache and unhappiness in the world, but I just wanted to let you know that those who read and have the experiences as I have had and still are quiet outside, but screaming on the inside~ you are not alone and maybe by reading some of my work it can reach and touch one heart that hasn’t been able to step into the place when healing can start to begin fearing what is yet to come…froze instance unable to move forward.. I hope some comfort can someday reach those hearts and I want you to know that I always will be one who cares and understands~

Journal Entries

Chiseled Dream

Posted 8 months ago.

Writing

Remember When~

Sadness fills my heart to think of those words etched in my mind / A mockery of me and foolish my heart for thinking you were mine.

Love Me Not~

A king upon a throne everything was given to you. / I willed myself doing all you asked of me to do

Anchored

Trapped in your spell I couldn’t break free, / Bound forever in your twisted humanity

Particles of Me~

Pain and sorrow paint my destiny. / Future dreams I no longer see, / They’ve been replaced with grief, misery.

Twisted Fate~

My heart that day had become your slave. / But mark of mistress upon me was laid.

conviction of love~

A tight squeeze on me you had inside your glove, / There’s no comfort begging for someone’s love.

Watchlist

  • Catherine Palmer
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