I used to feel beautiful, unstoppable, like nothing could stand in my way. I felt like I was worth something and meant something to the people that knew me.

I enjoyed making people laugh, bringing the light to someone’s bad day, and just being there to listen to people that needed someone to hear them.

Then you came along…

You grabbed my entire identity, held it above your head, then grinned as you let it fall and shatter onto the floor in a million pieces.

I dropped to my knees, tried to pick up the pieces, tried to put them back together; you kicked them away with your boot, I looked up at you with pleading eyes, you looked back at me with your ice blue, cold eyes.

We had always had a rocky relationship, always fought, but I never thought you would turn out to be so cruel, heartless…

For Michelle Marie and thinkingpinkx2

Art, Jeanne Marie/Words, Michelle Marie

Inspired by Michelle Marie

We are the visionaries, dreamers of extraordinary dreams,
we live life not so customary, impossible to others though it seems.
We take the fifth element, and cast it into the third dimension,
we take life way out of the box, shift our gears to the other direction.

We take our world to the zone, a special place where time stands still,
we lose un-measurable hours, to creativity at last that gives us chills.
We take artistic pleasure, developing our worlds beyond our measures,
for all that we can create, we always do appreciate the love of this pleasure.

To some of us one might say, we have reached an impossible creation,
for how could we create, with such an undying devotion of feeling?
No one knows us when we’re in “The Zone,” God takes us to places unknown,
We make it back to the ordinary, before our eyes is an…

FULL TIME VERSION OF MYSELF

I long to be a full-time version of myself,
I don’t want to pretend to be anyone else.
For finding who I am and being true to me,
means everything in the world to forever and infinity.

No longer will I take on someone else’s principles as mine,
I will learn by example, truth, faith, and love in what I find.
Crawling out of my old cocoon I will become a new butterfly,
one that soars high and mighty in truth, and will never ever lie.

All anew in principles, hope, and honesty that flies above,
I will grasp that new reflection in the mirror of myself, the Me that I love.
No longer will I while the anchors of the past that will bring me down,
as I am here in the NOW loving this minute and the next as to day comes around.