Who am I if I can’t please you?
Who am I if I feel no pleasure?
I’ve become numb, quite dumb to have forgoten that you were rotten! I’m a treasure not here at your disposal! Not here for just your pleasure! I chose to feel and to turn the wheel cause I’m going far! Far away from you! No more turning back for you to direct me. I chose to be free! I know I’ll be okay, cause I’ve got me!!
I lay here numb staring at the ceiling thinking about this f-upped year! I don’t know if I’m happy or sad or anything anymore! I want someone to blame for the sh….t but what would that make me? A lame victim? A powerless mofo who can’t even flip a switch on? Yes. I had a choice. Yes. I could have taken the stairs instead of the elevators. But I was lazy! So lazy I told you to do it and it cost you your life. But you aren’t gone cause you are still very much here. You are in my head and so very much in my field of vision. I hate you every time I look in the mirror! You said some hurtful things to me! You used people I loved. Them and yourself, yourself, yourself! Nobody knows all about you cause you are dark and wretched. You are someone I desire so much because I can’t attain you! Who are you but the ideas that were outlined for you since you were born? You wanted to run and they told you to walk. You wanted to laugh and they said be quiet! Shhh! So many shhhhhhhhs! Now you don’t even know which thoughts are yours or theirs! Have you gone insane? Have I? Is this all part of a good read? Fantasy? Who decides? Real? Fake? I’ll never tell.
Well, it’s now the end of the year. Is it time to dwell on all the crap of 2019? Time to fantasize about 2020? It’s your choice! It is plenty. Tell all those voices in your head to shut the hell up and yes it’s all you. Breathe, Relax and just take one day at a time! Stop ranting! No more chit chatter. The crappy past is over and it doesn’t matter. You are powerful and always have a choice. Making no choice is also a choice. I wish you all Happy writing and Happy New Year.
Let’s see what great things like ahead for all of us. I love you all. I send you hugs from Brooklyn. You are powerful and you will always matter. Loved ones are never truly gone for they watch over us. 2020 is a new beginning. Don’t make it your end. You have the power and the strength to climb all those stairs. You don’t need crutches or elevators. You can do it. Just believe and trust in yourself and in the universe.
I yell, I scream and I shout
Yet I am not found
They don’t see I’m around
I’m invincible to all
I have no sound. I have no call.
I am nothing. I got lost.
All of me at what cost.
My sound not heard!
No sound is heard.
But I’m here
Even if you wish I disappear
Sorry I haven’t written in so long. Just want to say I love you all. We may not know one another but we are connected through our words. Sending much love from Brooklyn.
Please stop complaining about your job! Trust me, mine is worse. Sure the boss may ask you to say late or come in earlier but my job is 24 hrs.
Sure you wish you had another job. You are lucky because you can quit. I can’t for I was created for just one purpose in mind. Frankly, I think it stinks like shh it! Phew!!
Come on I sport nice white clothes to work only to be covered in stool, urine and sometimes blood. If that’s not enough sometimes I have to work as a tissue and get covered in snots. I bet your job ain’t so bad now.
I’ve had it with my employment and sometimes I just won’t budge. When you try to take a piece of me, you can’t grab me. You pick and pick and get only shreds of me. That is my sweet revenge! I am laughing as you get annoyed. Ha! Ha! Ha!
I don’t like being taken for granted. I’m always being used. My white clothes gets all gross and then I’m thrown away. You don’t even think about me. It’s so routine for you. Sure when I’m not in the room you freak out. I’m needed but only appreciated when I’m gone. Why don’t you say thank you when I am present?
So stop complaining about your job. I have the most shitty job. I still can’t believe that some people call me Charmin. There ain’t nothing charming about my job.
Wiper of assests
Thank you for taking an interest in my blog. In my opinion everything that takes up space in the universe is made of matter. All matter gives off energy. Do inanimate objects have emotions too? Lets just play it safe. Lets appreciate each other and give thanks for everything we have in our lives. Yes that includes toilet paper.