Sunday, December 22, 2013

Where Im I?

Hey guys Sabrina Black is back! It's been really busy and hectic lately but I'm back! Here is my newest piece!


Where have I been?
Have I been lost?
Hiding in the shadows
Waiting for…what?

Who am I?
Where am I?
I don't know…
What am I?

I could be a dancer
With grace and elegance.
Yet I'm not graceful

I could be a musician
Speaking from my heart.
But I have no heart.

Am I kind and gentle?
Compassionate and true?
I've been away from myself
Lost from who I am

I don't know myself
What are my hobbies?
My interests?
I have none

What do I have?
I don't know myself
Do I exist?

I'm alone in the shadows
A ghost, perhaps…?
My voice echoes into the sky

Who am I?
Hear my cry!
Help me

-Sabrina Black

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Never forget where you came from

I've always been afraid
I've always been nervous
Up until now
My eyes have been opened 
Whilst keeping my identity I have discovered new sides of me
I have learned for myself what it's like to be alone
To rely on me
I have learned what is really wrong and what is really exaggerated
I have always been free spirited & now that I actually can be 
My heart is truly happy
I've never quite been this happy with who I am.
All these experiences are creating my life story without even trying
Nothing is forced.
Each day is a journey or a discovery.
I have met so many new people whom I wouldn't trade for anything
Everything is as it should be.
The down side is missing home. Missing all who loved me first.
If you truly appreciate a person, you'll never forget them
I wouldn't be where or who I am without those people.
Your roots are your foundation. 
They don't rule you the rest of your life, the rest is up to you
How you build off of that foundation is up to you.
Truly be thankful for where you are and how you got there 
Everything else will fall into place.
All will be ok.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

You still got Heart

In a world of constant upgrading technology, trending fashion that changes every few months, and of course as always, money. It is hard to not be caught up with material things and appearances.

"Nowadays" people are concerned with what they can get in return or what they look like if they do something kind or honest. Mostly just because our generation has succumbed to social media being the resource of information and advice.

Don't do what everyone tells you and certainly don't do something just because someone else does.

I understand all this, and I understand why someone wouldn't trust anyone with their heart because the fear of selfish gain.

I strive to be different.

I have always been someone to do things because in my heart I wanted to. I want to make others feel happy, I want to share my happiness, & if I am upset I want to ignore my issues and focus on theirs. It's just natural I don't even think about what the reaction may be. I guess I love.

If you want to be happy maybe just sit back and reevaluate your priorities.

Thursday, September 12, 2013

The World In Reality

To most, the world they see is a lie. They see only the good things which come their way. They see only things such as wealth, power, lust and other pleasurable things. They don't see what the world around them is truly like. They dont see it because they are blinded by the good things in their life. They can't see the death, the grief, nor the pain that others in this world both see and experience for them selves. They will never see these things through their own eyes. They will never experience the pain or grief that others will. Unlike those who know these things, They will never see the world in reality.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

A Love Unbroken

Hey guys! Jonathan here. Took a while to finish this piece due to severe writers block yet again but I'm glad to say its finally done. Hope you enjoy!

They've tried to keep us apart
They've tried to keep us from talking.
Yet we always manage
It keeps them all gawking.

People say it's a sin
People say it's not right.
Oh, how wrong they are
It's like this day and night.

They are the children
While we are the adults.
They act like being gay
Is worse than being in a cult.

While their mouths are open
Their minds stay shut.
They don't think things through
There's no ifs, ands, or buts.

This is the world we live in
This is how society is today.
They won't let you be yourself
You can only serve and obey.

A love story on pause
What is next to come?
There's no way of telling
It makes my mind numb.

He's the love of my life
He's the only one I want.
All the others in this world
Just stare at us and taunt.

They can be jealous
They can be mad.
It makes no difference
'Cause with him I'm glad.

Now my ranting is done
So I'll leave my enemies a token.
Here's my middle finger
'Cause mine and his love is unbroken.

Friday, August 23, 2013

Death of Insanity

Hey guys its Sabrina Black this weeks piece is insane one that will make you think so hope you enjoy!

“Music Box”

Tick tock Tick tock
Echos the clock in the living room
Ding Ding Ding
The chimes of the shadows ring
Bang Bang Bang
The shutters sing
Hum Hum Hum Hum Hum
Wind strums like violins
Doo Doo dooo doo
A young girl chants
Scratch Scratch Scratch
The voices are coming
The noise grows louder
Insanity takes over
Make it stop

Friday, August 9, 2013

Found Again

Lost Wall

Here I am in a cloud of blackness I call home.

Lost in a daze, as time flies around me.

No true north to show my way,

I feel nothing anymore

From the words he stabbed me with.

There's no way out;

I can't see my way through.

I have no purpose,

No life;

All but agony tears me to shreds.


I'm lost in the smoke,

Nowhere to be found.

No one can hear my screams.

Among the lost souls,

I see you standing there in the same wall as I.

You whisper your name to me;

I whisper mine.


Wind dissipated the smoke.

Our eyes met the windows to our souls.

We are forevermore together in strength.

We finally came to life.

We finally have been rescued.

Our love broke the barrier of the lost wall.


Sunday, August 4, 2013

To The Lost World

Hey guys its Sabrina Black, its been a long time since I've posted but life gets busy and you get lost. Which brings me to my piece it a unique love story of a boy chasing after his love in a lost world(hell) she's consumed in after her death. Will she be found?

 Lost but not forgotten

Long before this story began a girl and a boy lived harmoniously in love and peace. Until a force of agony and pain suffocated the girl, she lost everyone and everything around her, the life she had turned into dust. She committed suicide for no one could heal her of her misery.  But the boy tried everything to help her. After her death he vowed that he would come after her and save her.

Alas, I withhold a memory of the forgotten happiness that once was mine. Lost in a fog of guilt and agony, I find myself lost in what looks to be darkness. I used to have my love beside me but I lost him forever in my agony. Which caused me to die and fade away into this world. It welcomes me in again with its cold, dead fingers. I enter, and I find myself familiar with the table of pain and sorrow. Yet, I still don't accept it.  Looking around I see the same faces of lost souls in a trance like moths with a light.

Cutting though the crowd I see a boy sitting in the corner with his head down in his knees. He looks up at me with his welcoming brown eyes. I stared at him in a trance like I somehow knew his face and his life.  I continue to gaze into his eyes, his brown eyes turned gold and shot fire into mine blinding me from the rest of the world. With this fire, I could see his memories with this love he had long ago. He didn’t show her face but he treated her as a queen and loved her till the ends of the earth. In his eyes the girl left him for her pain and sorrow she had buried in her soul. Then everything went back to reality he buried his head again deep into his knees.

After the story my mind was more curious then ever, questions ramble through my head like bees in a hive. I want to know more about him, it felt like he lead to some clue I needed to know. Thinking there could be a small beacon of light somewhere that just needs to be found.
        I fell asleep in this cold, dark pit. In the mists of my sleep, a speck of light floats above me. I can't help but follow it, knowing it could lead somewhere. All around me, I see cold bodies sleeping in rows.
While following the light, I try to stay light on my feet; the light seems to move quicker. Then it grows bigger and bigger until I can see a corner of a room.
Looking down, I see the same boy staring at the wall as if it were going to move. I tap lightly on his shoulder; a huge beam of light comes from him. Then everything goes black.
I awake to a place with meadows and flowers. There is the boy, sitting a creek. "Where am I?" I ask. "Who are you?"
"Don't you remember?" he replies.
"I found you, my love. You will never be lost again."