The power of my book

For so long I've told myself that I'm not going to write in this book anymore,

But then I pick it up and continue to write again.

This book is magnetically sealed and only the touch of my pen can open it,My pen fills its blank pages with inflicting and self -inflicting pain from wounds that remain unstiched.

I try to cover the tears I weep by writing within this book for comfort,

but somehow I feel like I'm being possessed by it but it cannot be so.

Day after day I find myself constantly writing I break into a cold sweat...and I realize that I am being possessed,

This book is a monster and its using me to its advantage.

I close my book and throw it against the wall and as I do the words from my past,present,and future that I've written over the years starts to bleed through the pages.


I'm scared,for I know whats in store ...the book must be destroyed,

I grab my pen from my pocket and use it as a sword, I raise it high above me and stab it to the floor.

the beast is gone my hands are covered with its ink and again I'm all alone unsafe and unsure inside of my own home.I think to myself,

"How could this be I don't have my book to comfort me,Hey! if I tell to you my pain...will you listen to me?"

Nothing will break us up

A journey that has finally reached its end,looking back I would have done it all again but before we separate ways I want to give thanks to 3 wonderful friends for always being there and helping me feel like I'm not the only person with problems and helping me break down my wall of protection that I've had up for so many years.

Till this day remembering my past with you guys still brings me to tears.James or should I say big brother,



you and I always seem to bump-heads but I know it's because we are so alike and I know I can come to with all my problems,you have held down this family for so long so I thank you for that and I hope you continue to be our big brother.

Mimi my baby sister I love you so much I will have your back whenever you need me.Your silliness is always enought to put a smile on my face,and I love your creative ways.And Nemo you are by far the strangest,

weirdest person I know.
But thats why your my secound oldest sister,because you are not scared to show the world who you are.Eventhough in order to spred our wings we have to be apart I can't seem to let yall go.Seperate ways seperate places,

New journies and new faces,I have no idea where our paths may lie but we can't...we just can't say good bye.

Baby Sister

Your smile keeps me on the ground,
knowing that your happy helps me sleeps sound.
Anything you need me just give me a call because I'm your oldest and

I'll help you through it all,little one my little one I'll do anything to

keep you out of harms way,

And I love to see you smile for it brightens my day.

When your older you'll see just how much you mean to me.

My sister my world such a sweet little girl you're lucky the world is at your feet,you just make my whole day complete.Younger one my life is always worth while when I take a moment to see my sister smile.