Being Me: The Memoirs of a Caribbean Child

My Thoughts

The pivotal turning point

That reveals itself

Showing true Emotions

And hiding nothing inside

And dreams are ever true

Needless to say, it uplifts you

Pulls you in, showing you good

Then changes form, showing you bad

Feelings that are old, diminish

Feelings that are new, replaces them

All things lost never returned

But feelings and thoughts reversed

Hopes and dreams for life

Burn in a safe, controlled fire

Disappearing to that tragic graveyard

Leaving memory banks empty

Meditation, a way to cool off

To clear my head of stress

In order to move the mess

And live completely happy

I been through so much

I've taken too much crap 

Living in the muck of problems

Tying me down so I don't make it

My feelings have all died

To revive, they haven't tried

So everything just left

Leaving me lonely and destitute

But, there is something that sits in the distance

Something never held in an entire existence

A person, who is ready to love you

But, sadly, you're blind to the reality

A new Passion stirs inside

A new feeling begins to ignite

Something about it igniting new stoles

Treasuring each moment, like gold

A Person, opens the new memory

Hoping that they would be let in

Because something new formed

And they want to got to know you.

Something brews inside

But its unknown to you

You never felt like this

And you want out of everything.