how often does my cries pour out to thee

how soon he took my child away from me

and he returned to heaven 5 months

from his mommy

You are not a God of confusion

praying and hoping that its a delusion

reading my bible like a magazine

Noticing that Abraham’s story

such a fiend

more like a savage

on this unfamiliar place

cant escape

by myself

needing you to carry me home

to my son

my only child

where the heavens tell the glory of you

not where the world tells the glory of cursing you

alone

mothers day

lost my baby

but heaven gained another angel

that he may be mighty and of you

so optimistic

one day

we will meet again.

have so many positions

the way you do it is superb

never thought of a transition

or another who does it like you do

quench my thirst

next mornin i feel brand new

smilin when they talk about it

so glad we be about it

wonder will you forget about it

and try another person about it

you tried others in the past

but it didnt last

they werent flexible

or made you pull fast

you had to learn to like it

but loved to learn it

with me

and act of kindness you say?

well ill be kind

if you return it everyday

(hahaha)

and i know why

i look around

no one near by

but your close

right in front of me doin the most

how could US in the past become a ghost

and the present is so perfect

makes my future in this worth it

glad i stayed in my room all those long nights in January

prayed and fasted in February

got fed up in March

but still didn’t start

to walk away until April

runnin’ away from a feeling that felt supernatural

Now here we are in October

couldn’t get no closer

your in front of me doin the most

make a humble soul wanna brag and boast

but as my heart continues to race

yours is right in front of it goin at the same pace.

well walkin behind God

but i saw this party

and i felt so odd

somethin told me to step aside

and see what the party was like inside

and then i felt bad because He was waitin outside

so i prayed and got back behind Him

took all my pride

felt like i was walkin forever

i asked him to carry me on my back

ooo but i saw this boy

and it threw me way of track

i started smokin

drinkin

then i got to thinkin

that dang God is still outside

but intstead of following Him

i ran and hide

into the deepest darkest hole and closed my eyes shut

But He still was there and so behind him i strut

even tho all these things are distractin my heart

God never left me

the only one that was here from the start

thank you

feeling the wind on my skin

into the distance where everything’s real within

passing the stressful situations as i ride by

smoking the finest has me so fly

as in high as i speed outta control

you cant stop me

im alone cuz your getting old

as in doing what everyone else does

instead of being what you really are

if one doesnt out shine the rest

how can we all be a star

when there is no contest?

not sure what i want out of life

but imma make sure its right

not spending my hard earned life

competing with no names for the lime light

so go ahead have your 30 seconds of fame

cuz all they will remember in the end

is the girl that made herself a name

not the ones who are just there for the night

or when im not around

they can call you out of spite

but when im here

i shut it down

im the president of this nation

your just a sheriff in your small town.

sometimes i look at other people’s situations and write about how i would

i were to be put in their shoes

i love to write about different aspects

sometimes being this way

captures me to be so caring and compassionate because im truely

blessed to be where i am today

soo…hopefully ill inspired you (or whoever reads this) to be the same

find your creative nitch and fly away

peace&love

Kari <3

having nothing to say

try to smile hard

when nothing is okay

i miss you like crazy

even for a week

but the hours alone

open minds cant speak

there are so many opportunities

but the job i want is you

separating my soul from the bondage we went thru

is that what i really wanna do?

mind goin up

heart crashes down

if technically was the talking word

i would be nowhere around

sick of being ride or die

with no more gas in the car

clyde never thought twice

and bonnie never went far

so now where do we stand “technically”?

so confused my mind ran from me

if you cant make up your mind about me and you

then i bow out of this race for time

to whisper

we are through…