angelisis7
female - 30 years, Edmonton, Canada
Blog 20
My blog, I write what I want and those who don't like it, well... to bad... I am who I am, no better or worse, than anyone else. I love with all that I am and will never set out to hurt anyone. Perfection is not me, but I do try with all that is in me and I do strive to be better.... All in all, I am me... 
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What the?!?
Well I was having such a good day and wanted to share it with you all.
Like I said in a previous post, I have found my passion for writing again, it has taken up my every moment and I couldn't be happier, it feels like this was what I was meant to be doing all along.
There isn't any one reason why today was any better than others, except that I wrote today, to you it may not be something, but to me that is everything. And whether I make a million or crash and burn, I care not. I am doing what I really want to do, now that may sound stupid to many of you, but to me, it means I am finally following my rightful path.
And when you have followed a dream, you know there is no better feeling. I am just me and perhaps I will never be famous, but should that make a difference if I am doing what truly makes me happy. Because I am not working to live, I am living to work and that in an of itself should be most important.
Okay, done ranting for the time being. lol
Have a wonderful night or morning whichever, depending where you are.
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Ooppps!!!
I am truly sorry for up and not really forgetting about this place, but it has taken a back seat to my writing.
In the last month I have rediscovered the joys of writing, which is a good thing. It seems like I had a partial block and couldn't seem to get by it, but now I am writing up a storm.
I am working on finishing my second novel, and hopefully like the first it too will get published.
Since I rediscovered my joy of writing, even life has taken a backseat, I am dare I say it, content.
Well those are my thoughts for the day, perhaps later I will have more... -
Falling For A Fool
Falling For A Fool
I listened to what you had to say,
But your words could not convey,
The ever-growing sense of dread,
That persisted inside my head.
I tried to see what you meant,
But your words felt like cement,
I don't know why this came to be,
For I had no clue, I did not see.
You changed before my eyes,
It's like you wore a clever disguise,
I looked deep,
But you are a lion in the clothing of a sheep.
My eyes did deceive,
The truth I could not conceive,
I must have been blind,
And completely out of my mind.
I fell for a fool,
Who had no control in keeping his cool,
Your words left something to be desired,
Living with you, leaves me forever tired.
I'm not sure where to go from here,
For it is you that I fear,
You do not hear my plea,
Perhaps inside my mind I can flee.
Eyes the color of blue ice,
Your heart is black that should be suffice,
I've seen behind your mask,
Now I see you as just another task.
For in my dreams I escape,
In these dreams you have no shape,
I have found a loophole to my pain,
And never will I suffer again.
For deep in my mind,
Peace I do find,
My white knight reaches for me,
And with a gentle hand he makes me free.
By Tammy Adam ©2005 -
I Decree
I Decree
Phantasmal are my nights,
Tranquility not found within the lights,
Darkness invades my sights,
Thoughts of a future time, harbors many frights.
Impossibilities I see,
A lonely life is the fee,
A life of love I plea,
It will be mine, I decree.
Darkness will abate,
Some call this fate,
I will not debate,
For my life I will create.
Alone I may seem,
But there is a theme,
In my dream,
I will reign supreme.
Love will be mine,
Leo is my sign,
I will shine,
In all of life's design.
By Tammy Adam ©2004 -
Silenced No More
Silenced No More
No need for censorship we say,
A blatant lie that is to my dismay,
For centuries men called women down,
Us women could only frown,
Century's later women speak out,
If we must we'll shout,
We speak our mind,
We're not the weaker sex, we remind.
We have a voice,
We can make any choice,
We will not be mute,
Freedom of speech is our pursuit,
No better, no worse,
Each of us is diverse.
So here we are 2004,
And still they ignore,
We are the "weaker" sex,
Where is that written in any text?
Woman or man,
We fight and argue since time began,
A woman in power is wrong,
A woman who is self-sufficient and strong,
Lean on your man it's the only way,
Listen to what us "men" have to say,
Cook, clean and be quiet,
You're getting big around the hips, think diet!
Don't badger us into a guess,
For we are very stressed,
Be a good woman to your man,
Follow his plan,
You'll make out okay,
If you just do as I say.
So listen ladies and listen well,
Don't be afraid to yell,
Be heard,
Never think what you feel is absurd,
We can't change this world of ours,
Forever it will have its scars,
You have a mind and a voice,
Do what needs to be done and make the right choice,
Sure there are a few men who have seen the light,
But fewer each night,
So men, if you can't take the heat,
Admit defeat,
Teasing either way is fair,
But beware,
Silence is no longer our way,
Anything we can say,
The tides have turned,
Perhaps in the new millennium you will have learned,
Call us down,
But no longer will we frown,
Our words will be heard,
For we are finally spurred!
By Tammy Adam ©2004 -
Make-Believe
Make-Believe
Make-believe is a world of its own,
With each child it has grown,
Always changing, forever moving,
Day by day improving.
A child does not ask why,
Or try to deny,
It is a fact of life,
A world without strife.
Ghouls and ghosts,
Slimy things that are gross,
Cyclopes and three headed dogs,
Evil princes and kissing frogs.
Beautiful fairies with wings,
A wood nymph that sings,
A caterpillar that smokes,
A unicorn with jokes.
Monsters beneath the bed,
A zombie with no head,
Vampires in the dark of night,
Werewolves preparing for a fight.
A princess in a tower,
An evil wizard with power,
Leprechauns with luck,
A swan that thinks it's a duck.
Dragons of plenty,
Phoenix's with numbers way past twenty,
A troll under the bridge,
A monkey in the fridge.
Good witches and bad,
A rabbit that is "Mad",
A mouse with a tune,
A tea party in the afternoon.
Talking bats,
Disappearing cats,
A queen of hearts that is "Nuts",
One little girl with guts.
Doors to a new world,
New sights unfurled,
A wardrobe you enter,
Into Narnia's center.
Make-believe is a child's way,
Another form of play,
Adventures to be had,
Whether good or bad.
By Tammy Adam ©2004 -
A Single Tear
A Single Tear
A face kissed with a single tear,
His remembered embrace can still sear,
It’s funny how you can turn me inside out,
And how you smile at a simple pout,
You look at me and remember our past,
Yet when together we ask, “why didn’t it last”,
Our timing was wrong,
But as a couple, can we truly belong,
I guess we’ll see what fate has in store,
Till that time, I won’t keep score,
I’ll fantasize about what might be,
I guess I’ll just have to wait and see,
So if I shed a tear once in awhile,
Know that through my tears I can still smile,
And whether hope sees us together,
A little heartache I can weather,
For we have a specialness no one else can claim,
Just know I have a desire for you, I can’t tame.
By Tammy Adam ©2006 -
Corporeal Life
Corporeal Life
Under a moon filled sky,
A ghost of my self I spy,
A corporeal life,
Filled with an ever-lasting strife,
The moon casts its glow upon my pale skin,
In this world, will I ever win?
Through the dark of night I move,
Hoping I’ll find fates set groove,
But heart and mind are in a constant fight,
Demanding I shed the dark for the light,
It is under the star filled sky; that I question life and death,
And dream of that one last breath.
A scarred soul is what remains,
A sad story my life contains,
Freedom from restrictions and others scorn,
I sometimes wish I were never born,
For by the light of this moon I hide my shame,
And pray that this is merely a game.
So as I follow the moons golden glow,
I wonder if I will make it above, or to hell below,
I am no one of importance; I am but one girl,
A rough stone, not even a pearl,
Broken spirit and soul,
Forgotten in the tragedies, my life’s goal.
By Tammy Adam ©2006 -
A Tragic Life
A Tragic Life
I have lived a tragic life,
My heart is filled with much strife,
Alone with no one by my side,
My life is but one bumpy ride.
My emotions cannot abide,
My despair I cannot hide,
Long since my tears turned to ice,
For I have too many a vice.
Alone I stride,
With not a stitch of pride,
For too long I have been lost,
Too high is this life's cost.
I feel not the warmth of a friend,
No longer can I pretend,
I was not built for mankind,
For the cosmos like I, cannot be confined.
So I take my leave,
Knowing no one will grieve,
Too long I have been but a shell,
To this world I bid farewell.
By Tammy Adam ©2005 -
Bleakness Of Heart
Bleakness Of Heart
A bleak future is what remains,
Since my past has always held me in chains,
I give my smiles that are fake,
Just for everyone else's sake,
I don't remember many a happy thought,
For love, to long I have sought.
It is in his arms that's where I wish to be,
With his love, I will finally be free,
Just one chance is all I need,
For I'm not a woman full of greed,
One true love is all I seek,
But my outlook continues to grow ever more bleak.
I have searched far and wide,
For I long to be a bride,
Maybe it really wasn't meant to be,
I just don't think lucks with me,
Is it wrong to want a love that's mine?
One that needs not to be defined!
It is in his arms that's where I wish to be,
With his love, I will finally be free,
Just one chance is all I need,
For I'm not a woman full of greed,
One true love is all I seek,
But my outlook continues to grow ever more bleak.
Perhaps I'm not good enough,
Maybe I'm not made of the right stuff,
I may not have a model's looks,
Or all the smarts that come out of books,
I may no longer be completely thin,
But I have a goodness that resides from deep within.
It is in his arms that's where I wish to be,
With his love, I will finally be free,
Just one chance is all I need,
For I'm not a woman full of greed,
One true love is all I seek,
But my outlook continues to grow ever more bleak.
Hardships I have had,
Not so many good days as bad,
For I am lost in the dark,
Afraid upon life to embark,
Terrified of what remains of life,
But still longing to be a wife.
It is in his arms that's where I wish to be,
With his love, I will finally be free,
Just one chance is all I need,
For I'm not a woman full of greed,
One true love is all I seek,
But my outlook continues to grow ever more bleak.
Deep in my locked heart,
These feelings just won't depart,
I fear I will always find myself alone,
The inevitable, I can't postpone,
Alone, I will walk,
For slowly dying is my life's spark.
It is in his arms that's where I wish to be,
With his love, I will finally be free,
Just one chance is all I need,
For I'm not a woman full of greed,
One true love is all I seek,
But my outlook continues to grow ever more bleak.
By Tammy Adam ©2005
