Aloha means goodbye

Thanks to all who follow and like my blog. It is time to end this. I allowed my real life to be seen here and it is causing problems. You can thank the morons from my real life who won’t leave me alone. I have to sleep with locked doors and I have to block numbers on my phone. One day, I will start a new blog under a different name and keep it anonymous. Read ya later! Aloha… #miso808

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The word begins with F and ends with K then there is the off part…

If I have stopped talking to you then I do not want to talk to you!

If I have not asked for your opinion then I don’t need to hear it!

If I have to tell you to fuck off then understand it is because I want you to fuck off and leave me alone!

If I haven’t told you to fuck off yet then I’m trying to be nice so don’t push your fucking luck!

If you think this is reality then fuck off cuz this is not!

If you still don’t get it then…

Fuck off and leave me alone!

If you think I give a shit about your fucking feelings then get a fucking life!

Do ya get it yet???

If you think I’m a bitch then ya get it so now Fuck Off!

Flying Solo

Feeling the wind and not fighting the direction,

Spreading my wings to soar through the sky.

Flying solo and finding my way,

Guided by stars and dreams.

Sunlight breaks through the dark,

Warming the chill from the night air.

With the light comes hope

And a path that can only be felt

For it is traveled on the wind.

There is no way of knowing what comes,

Only learning to fly through,

Gliding through the soft winds and breezes

While enduring the rough turbulence and storms.

Navigating these are the most difficult

Learning to dive and pull up so as not to crash.

Dodging and weaving to find the way out of the clouds.

Flying free.

Stupidgirlbrain #490

I am a blathering idiot babbling on about love…

But it is fun to feel that rush of adrenaline

The release of endorphins or hormones that makes my brain all fuzzy

Tomorrow will be a new day with a clear head seeing reality

Smiling when I look up at the clouds

The delicate balance of emotion and that fine line between love and pain

Shattering fantasies and dreams with the doses of reality

Walking with feet trying to stay on the ground

Keeping focused, centered, and balanced

With my mind floating in the breeze with thoughts of yesterdays

 

 

Definitely Maybe

There was no hope to dream

The fear of hurt was overwhelming

Drowning in pain and sorrow

The storm was fierce and long

Destruction pathed to death

There were no more tears to shed

Nothing

And then there is the sunrise

Another tomorrow in the seemingly endless tomorrows

There is a little warmth

The skies brighten as the clouds part

Lingering is the fear of the dark

The path back looms in the shadows

Knowing the abyss awaits

Then there is hope

With hand outstretched and words of gentle breathe

Reaching to hold a moment of pleasure

Living in a moment of ecstasy that melts the mind and body into one

Walking on air and knowing that to believe, desire, and trust can lead to paths of dreams

Finding the ability to dream again

Dreaming to live dreams

Message to the Moron

Yes you have earned a name and this is about you.

I said what I meant and I meant what I said.

It is time to learn about boundaries.

Do not cross the line and speak to me of your pathetic life.

I walked away and asked to be left alone.

You have no reason to speak to me.

I am not part of your world and you are not part of mine.

I do not look back or go backwards, only forward.

There is no reason for me to think about you.

I meant what I said and I said what I meant.

Your problems are your own and I do not want to be part of them.

I love my life and I don’t want you in my life.

Please realize that this is my poetry and it has nothing to do with you.

If I wrote something and you thought it was about you then you are delusional.

I am inspired by people and events but I do not write thinking of reality.

Reality is not what my words are based on.

My words come from my dream to love and be loved.

It is a dream and not real but I am inspired by reality to dream.

I have also lived and loved with great passion.

You are not the only one who could inspire me.

I am trying to be nice and polite when all I want to say is, “Fuck off.”

But I do feel pity for you and your stupidity.

Unfortunately for you, I said what I meant and I meant what I said.

Stop trying to take advantage of my kindness and just be thankful that you get to read my poetry.

It would be sad to have to end this blog.

You need to make your life about you and not about me.

Especially since I do not want you in my life.

I meant what I said and I said what I meant so please fuck off now.

And have a nice day!