Visions

by Mrs. Joyce Houston


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$14.94
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Book Details

Language : English
Publication Date : 7/03/2013

Format : Softcover
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 75
ISBN : 9781479774784
Format : E-Book
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 75
ISBN : 9781479774791

About the Book

Above It AlI I can't count the tears that fall from my eyes the bitter the sweet the birth of a butterfly that wings are so bright and colorful. Life is so meaningful; yet, I cry at life and at death and all the pain built up on my chest cry for what I want and for what I see and how I let a man take my self-esteem, Loosing bits and pieces of my life; yet, I cry I can't see the stars in that dark dark blue sky I can't control the thoughts way in the back of my mind, my soul is bitter as a lemon and this is the life I'm living I can't count the tears that fall from my eyes the bitter the sweet the birth of a butterfly that wings are so bright and colorful I can choose to fly or just float Above It All. Mental Mentality The mental mentality of the brain chains and captivity mental mentality of pain and stress from a broken family a mother on drugs your father and his mistress mental mentality that can't be fixed mental mentality thoughts of suicide racing through the patterns your parents left behind. You say you have pride but, just lying to yourself you want people to like you I say forget them if they don't The mental mentality wrapped around your throat choking like rope compassion and understanding all the things that you have, but to your friends another target to be stabbed Mental mentality death is banging at your door what's left for your kids? you have nothing in store. Mental mentality left you cold and dry Then you finally gave in and let death kiss you good bye Ashes to ashes, dust to dust your mental mentality sure left you FUCKED!!


About the Author

Mrs. Joyce was born and raised in Newburgh New York and is still here. My life is full of different experiences and I don't hate men. They just gave me hell almost every man in my lifetime and because of that I'm strong and flexible. I've loved real deep and sometimes not at all. I've even hated but now I'm at a point of living and loving me and loving me and mines. I listen to my mellow music and write. I hold my head up no matter what. This is how I survive and glad to be alive. By the way, look for Joyce Houston’s other books: 1. Visions 2. Outspoken 3. Journey of a Woman