Nowhere to move

No escape in sight.

A crack in the wood

No glimmer of light.

No motion or sound

No laughter or sighs.

No bending my knee

No tears in my eyes .

The loud moan from a dry mouth.

They noticed a shoelace hanging out.

The burial stopped and with no mistake.

The groundsman lived by a narrow escape.

My eyes can only see

What you present to me

Yet your soul's aura tells the story.

Love is love is love is love

In any category

We learn to lie to complete life

Through the eyes to be perfect .

Our souls suffer from inside.

The bigger the lie the deeper the hurt gets.

In the eyes of the Lord you do no wrong, you are his angel child.

In the eyes of others the deceit

Shows in your aura and in your smile.

Hidden truths are just what they are, hidden not to be seen.

But the truth is still hovering above every lie in between.

Does that make you feel better to rewrite your history?

Or does it add to the pain of your suffering and misery?

God knows the truth for every lie told.

To contradict him, would be rather bold.

So continue to live a lie,

For all the world to see.

Then cover your future with the same disguise that you wore in your history.

True, she was new to our family and she has a strong position as my stepmom. But I have a strong intuition and her vibes were toxic. Yes, she was beautiful and soft spoken and my father loved her. But I could tell that her intentions were going left! I watched her from a distance. She never looked directly in my eyes. No, I didn't call her mom. One night she brought home something called Amsterdam. The name alone sounds like torture. In a joking way she convinced my father to give us each a little shot glass full. I don't drink, it affects me funny. My father begged for me to drink it to be social with her. So we did. When I woke up, i I was in my neighbors garage sore and tied to a chair. I saw a very blurry stepmom and my neighbor was about to perform what looked like surgery on me. I heard a noise that sounded like a drill for dentistry. Still blurry, I saw her lean forward at my arm. I felt a stinging pain that felt like a needle. I just knew I was doomed. I felt this pain for about five minutes. Terrible, terrible pain. The whole time I was wondering about my father did they torture and killed him first. My neighbor bandaged me up and untied my hands and body. My father walks out. I said, "What the fudge!" Suddenly, my stepmom removed the bandage. I looked at my arm. I saw a huge tattoo of my mother's face on my arm with the words "I will love you forever". My father said now she will always be around. I couldn't for the life of me understand their tactics but I gave them an "E" for effort. It was the best gift I could've ever received. I cried, then I smiled.

Through my eyes,

I see darkness.

The feeling in my feet,

I'm walking pain.

In my grave,

I sleep part-less.

And looking down are my remains.

Fistchallenge4kids wants to Thank you to all that blessed us this year. Although we didn't give as much as last year, we are still blessing someone. We are almost finished packaging. And they will be shipped. I will post the tracking numbers when we are done. Again thank you for your blessing

I would like to remember my sister Vette.

She is the reason that my body is fat.

All my life she gave me snacks.

She was the best cook in our Wolfe pack.

She loved me unconditionally no matter how bad.

When God called her in, I couldn't get mad.

You see we all have to go one day,

This I know for sure.

But I lost the only member of my family whose heart was truly pure.

I knocked at the door real hard and no one answered. I peeped ina window and no one moved. I saw three people sitting in their living room with the television on.

I went back to the front door and kicked it with my foot, again no one answered. I went to the back door and hit it really hard and no one answered. I screamed out

"Will someone come to the freaking door." But no came.

Finally, I went back to the window I peeped in and tapped my keys on the glass, but no one came. Why do I see three people sitting in their living room watching TV but no one hears the door? Are they all dead? No, because I see them moving. Are they ignoring me? No the answer is to it all is the family purchased sound proof windows and doors. All I had to do was ring the dang doorbell!!! LMAO

Arriving at the vacation SITE.

We lost our SIGHT with tears.

There was a big Hole in the road.

The WHOLE trip seem to take years.

With a mess the size of a CREEK.

We slowly CREAKed by.

We grabbed the REIN of our steed,

Before the RAIN built up in the sky.