![]() Patrice Watley Williams Just maybe
Just maybe it’s me Not able to see Just maybe it’s true Just maybe I don’t have a clue Searching for the correct answers Pieces to the complex puzzle The maze appears to be unsolvable A hopeless romantic at heart More hope than less Just maybe there’s no such That exists in our being Just maybe my hope is in vain And my less has began to rein Over every belief in my existence Or just maybe I’ve been hurt so that I resist it I’d like to believe my hearts desires Just maybe my faith will remain intact And what I trust will become a fact Just maybe my patience will be strong and willing To endure the wait of life’s’ destiny to be complete and fulfilling Just maybe -------------------------- Freedom to Write A dream to be Successful and free Me, who am I? Or did I die? The sounds of new tomorrows If there is a tomorrow Clouds in my night And nights in my day All intertwined together I get confused on which is which Words from down in my soul Feel so cold, like I’ve been here before Blood running through my veins Am I insane? Or is it the pain from what I feel, is it real? Then back on top of the world, so surreal Letters to God to free us all I’m sure he’s listening to my constant call A natural instinct to pen this paper Where my heart feels safer A free spirit, intriguingly guarded I pour it all out for me, for you No longer searching for my purpose Because God has given me the gift and freedom to write. ------------------------------ I Made It Strong but weak From younger days of seeing abuse Through young adult hood Of being abused Striving to live a peaceful life Of raising kids and in and out of relationships searching for love, finding it but never whole heartedly Living and loving, loving and living Giving and giving never truly receiving Beyond abuse I'm happy, beyond disrespect I'm sad but I'm happy Beyond betrayal I'm happy Beyond heart dysfunctional I'm happy Beyond cancer I'm happy Lot of hard days but I made it. Never without you Standing on His promise Never taking my life for granted I made it... Patrice Watley Williams Poetically, Patrice Watley Williams, Founder https://www.facebook.com/wearitgirlwigs.org https://amazon.com/author/patricewatleywilliams Outreach Committee Chair/ https://www.iwillsurviveinc.org 678-478-7357 ***to purchase my books click any link below: http://www.amazon.com/My-Pen-Speaks-Poetic-Vibes/dp/160911325X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1313849129&sr=8-1 http://search.barnesandnoble.com/My-Pen-Speaks/Patrice-Watley-Williams/e/9781609113254/?itm=1&USRI=my+pen+speaks http://www.booksamillion.com/p/My-Pen-Speaks/Patrice-Watley-Williams/9781609113254?id=5058590506127 Thank you for allowing me the freedom to be expressive as my Caterpillars blossom into Butterflies!!! |
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