My name is Jen Marie and this is the story of my life.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
My Bestie
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
I HATE YOU.
I hope my love burns you like an STD
i hope my tears drown you in your dreams
When you try to breathe I hope oxygen intoxicates you
I hope your eyes bleed from the sight of me
When you think, I pray your thoughts torture you
I hope death breaths in the core of you
I HATE YOU.
Jen Marie
Jen Marie
Was conceived
An angel
To bring truth to the deceit
To bring faith to the unbelieved
Sent from above
She fears nothing but love
She was crafted by the finest
To conquer the world through her niceness and kindness
A poet by birth
A writer by choice
Put on earth's surface to manifest nothing but perfection
Always moving in a forward direction
Cuz success is her destination
She's wateva she wants to be
Wateva she puts her mind to she completes
Jen Marie
The name they've given to me
I stand before you as only a teen
But there's more to me than one's eyes can see
I've loved people who'll never love me back
I've wanted things I know I'll never have
I AM A FIGHTER
I've been threw things people will never believe
Through all my pain I've found a way for my feelings to be conveyed
My poetry is like the underground railroad to the slaves
Through it, I am free
I AM A SURVIVOR
There is nothing in life people can throw at me, that can break me
I been through too much shit that only love can shake me
If you want me
its gonna be hard for you to take me
Through out my years no one has been able to save me
I am a wounded child
And only love can heal me
So to prevail I keep my heart sealed
Until someone is brave enough to peel the seal
and say they love me for real
So in the mean time
I grind
Kind heartily
Respectfully
The way I was designed to be
With my education and kindness I made it from the start
But now I need somebody to love my heart
Some people say I have it all because I'm beautiful and am smart
But what about my soul?
Sometimes all a girl needs is someone to hold........
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
When I Called You
When I called you
I just wanted to scream how much you mean
To me
But the lack of communication between my
Thoughts and my speech
Didn't allow me to speak enough
To fully grasp what I mean
When you spoke
My heart started beating off track
my mind took two steps back
Everything I wanted to say wouldn't come out the right way
All I could say was
I miss you
I miss you
And I do
The more days I spend without you
The more I wish I had you
When I called you
Just to hear you breathe
Took all my stress away
Made everything in life seem like it'll be okay.
all my negativity to positivity
all my insecurities to prosperity
your like daylight to my nightmares
without you I'll keep living in fear
When I called you
You had so much to say
With every word
You took my breath away
Your motivation and determination
Motivates me to go beyond all I've dreamed
You inspire me to become a better me
When I called you
I asked when we'll be
You said it wasn't the right time
I wouldn't understand your life style
If you were the man you claim to be
You would of explained it to me
But you left me there to bleed
But I wont bash you
I wont trash talk you
it took time
but i finally understand you
everything you do i may not comprehend
but there's always a meaning at the end.
When I called you
it only took one word
for you to hear my hurt
you told me to stop winning
but you don't understand
my soul is slowly dying
without you
If I had to
I'd wait eternity for you
But hopefully it wont be in vain
Cuz time wasted can never be regained
When I called you
last night
I only had one thing to say
but I'll wait
until I'm brave enough to say it to your face.
I suffer from post-traumatic stress
A disorder
Known to attack war soldiers
Our love was a battle
My heart was its battlefield
I was a soldier of love
This on going conflict
This on going war
Has left my mind to shatter
My body to tatter
Now nothing else but you
seems to matter
I'm going insane
Everyone said I've change
I'm no longer the same
I suffer from post-traumatic stress
I hallucinate
I see your face
Back to the days when you and I were together
A place that can never be replaced
But these happy thoughts
leave me lost
unable to separate my presences
from my past
how long will this last?
I suffer from post-traumatic stress
I roam these lonely streets
reenacting war scenes
the war i fought for love
constantly using profanity
instead of popping pills to cure my insanity
I write poetry
to emulate a form of humanity
I suffer from post-traumatic stress
I'm like a damsel in distress
your prince charming
your beauty is alarming
in the middle of war
I put down my guns
came to you disarmingly
but you didn't accept my love openly
I suffer from post-traumatic stress
the after math left me obsessed
I'm starting to transgress
Compressed between fantasies and reality
I feel oppressed
the war is over
but I'm still fighting
Hatred, I'm still citing
Violence, I'm still sighting
Love, I'm still plighting
I suffer from post-traumatic stress
I fought this war of love
in hopes to win you
all along you was my foe
nonetheless
I live with no regrets.
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