My dearest love, again you hurt me

You were my world, my universe

My love for you unbreakable

You did not feel

The same way

Curse you

Love

As I have grown older

I thought I knew pain

I thought it hurt

To feel a broken wrist

I thought it hurt

To be cut from the middle school team

I thought it hurt

To be bullied

When I had my first heartbreak

I thought I would die

I thought it hurt

To be discriminated against

I thought it hurt

To be cheated on

Losing a loving mother

Stopped my breathing

All of these pains

Didn’t even come close

To the pain of losing my soul mate

That stop loving me

Yeah, I thought I knew pain

Boy, was I wrong

I thought I knew hurt and pain

Until my world was torn apart

My universe destroyed

My sun extinguished

After that pain

There is only one left to endure

Let us hope

That I am dead wrong

Dear younger self,

Your future is going to be great!

But its not going to be easy

You will be discriminated against

Don’t let a few cause you to hate!

You will be ignored

Don’t stop trying to be heard!

You will not be taken seriously

Don’t you stop being serious!

You will be hated for no reason

Don’t you hate for no reason!

Your own kind will hurt you

Don’t let it stop you!

Your family will hold you back

Don’t listen to the negative!

Your so call friends will fail you

Don’t think everyone is your friend!

Your co-workers will betray you

Don’t let that affect your focus!

You will get tired and want to quit

Don’t ever tell yourself you can’t

You will ask yourself, “why me?!”

Don’t think that the world is fair

All these things will prepare you

to excel, love, impact, and influence

countless diverse individuals.

So……. hang in there and realize;

there is a greater purpose

for your pain, misery and suffering

that will affect the world around you for ages

When I walk in a room

and others are insecure

I am the first to be accursed 

of being overconfident

When I am in a room

and something is missing

I am the first to be accursed

of wrong doing

When I am in Macy's or Walmart

and others are doing wrong

I am the first to be accursed 

of wrong doing

When I am in a room of scholars

and the only one of my kind

I am the first to be accursed

of cheating

When I interview for a high profile job

and I am over qualified for the position

I am the first to be accursed 

of not being a good fit

When I drive home at night

and the law has had a bad day

I am the first to be accursed

of breaking the law

When I make every attempt to be equal

and I think we have come so far,

I am the first to be accursed 

of being unequal

I am truly guilty,

until proven innocent

The balloon bunny 

oh, that loud painful pitch noise 

I just can not look away 

Santa is in a bad way

He really needs to get laid

Seeing the world’s beauties

Really gets his engine going

Beauty after beauty after beauty

In every state and country

And he can’t have any

Not even a quickie

Poor guy, are those ornaments

Or your balls?

That’s a pretty Earth blue

Hang in there

You have so much to do

And the world could be in your hands