Leaving the Nest

Hey guys it's Sabrina Black, this weeks piece is about moving out and graduation I can't believe it's finally time. Its gone by so fast it feels as if I was a kid yesterday. It's time to say good bye.

"Growing Up Blinded" by Machihuahua

“Special Place”

I think back on the past
Time is flying by too fast

Is it really time...
...time to grow up?
...time to venture out into the cold world...
...without a warm hand to guide me?

The bare ground beneath my feet is paved with decisions
And a long journey creates the bumps and cracks.

In a few months I'll leave this cage forever...
...to freely breath the sweet air as it touches my face
I'm scared but I'm ready to face a journey alone...
...leaving everything behind.

Never looking back, except when I mean to
Remember people who have a special place in my heart

Those memories are locked in a locket
With time frozen on the inside

Remember

Recapping memories can be a sad time and a beautiful time. They will always be with you in flash backs even if you don't want them to.

"How Memories Behave"

Remember... Remember... The word sings like a chant in my head. What is the word remember anymore? It's just a key to the past. Repressed memories, sadness, joy, and loneliness play as symptoms saying the word. The past never seemed so alive and welcome as it disguises itself as a memory it plays in your head like a movie. Then you take off its mask and it's just another tear that comes out of your eye.

The happy feelings are gone just remembering the moments, they never feel the same way as they happened. Trying to create new ones just seems to fill the void, replacing the old. Getting the same dose. One moment it's there and the next it's gone. Why does it have to end? Why did it happen? Why do I have to realize the pain?




~Sabrina Black
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Decisions

Mistakes, everyone has to make them some way or another. Its life they way we have to navigate through barriers and consequences that come with the choices we make. We hurt people along the way but they don't realize they make the same mistakes as you do. In that case we should have more understanding towards others and ourselves to admit we make mistakes. Life isn't perfect accepting that is all up to you.

"Trois Sentiers"

White skies cry frozen flakes which effortlessly fall into her hand. Most of it lies still in the grass creating a blanket wrapped for miles and miles. Silence is all that exists, bringing peace to the battered earth.

Wearing a grey coat with a white hat and a pair of gloves,she walks gently as her boots press into the frozen sidewalk. Tired and weary from the pain of her journey through life and the consequences through her choices. She has had enough, and now continues on to the unknown future ahead.

Jack Frost bites her nose, making shivers echo through her body. As the sidewalk splits into three paths in the winter wonderland. On the left is struggle through pain, dwelling on the past, and never forgiving yourself. The middle path is being a shadow of someone that makes decisions for you or follow them like sheep. The one on the right is unwritten, a new beginning waiting for you to write your future.

Once you pick there’s no turning back. It’s time to stop the worry and make your life.

Sabina Black

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Lost Key

Regret has really been an issue for me as well with life as a factor with love as well. Letting go of someone you love but it doesn't feel right in your gut and fixing it has its limitations. If I could say anything I want to the person one last time, saying how much I care and love them how much they mean to me and my life.That I would want them back more than anything in the world but too many barriers are holding me back from flowing back into his heart.

"Lost And Cold" by faintsmile28

“I’m Lost Without You”

I.

Imagine you looking into a crystal ball, a vision of me in white walking barefoot in the snow of the forest, lost and cold without a heartbeat. You sit back and watch; save me or let me suffer more pain than I’ve already.

 

Every day I wonder if you think of me.

Every day I still remember the moments we shared,

the laughs we had,

the long moments in each other’s arms.

Every day I wonder if you know that I still exist.

II.

If I disappear, would you miss me? Or would you forget?

My heart is a glass figurine on a thin thread. As soon as it breaks it’s gone and only comes back in pieces.

Every day, I think of you, wondering if I’m still special to your heart. Or have you completely erased me from your memory?

I wish you would still be mine and mine alone…I can’t go on without you spending time with me. Then again, every time, it reminds me it’s like I’m holding onto heaven.

I wish you would say“hello,” even though you’re with her now…I’m lost without you. I can’t find my way through this lonely life. I’m trapped and can hardly breathe. I’m sinking lower and lower into darkness. I need someone who can save me! 

You can still be with her. All I’m asking is that you still care!

When I see you, you put a smile on my face. You’re always there for me when I need you. You still mean everything to me. I miss you…I love you…I couldn’t live without you!

You’re the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me, more than you will ever know…more than the stars in the sky…more than life itself…

A new storm

Hey it's Sabrina Black for this piece the inspiration comes from a struggling past full of mistakes that I've seen with people around me but for me its the mistakes that anger my heart. You look back and think man why did I ever make that choice or why did this happen the way it did. Though life questions like this ponder and make you have a curious mind. You can't change the past but what you can do is change your future though what you have learned. Hope you guys like it  and can  relate to my piece.

“Storm”

Tears fall out of the night sky above souls that have pain in their hearts. Light that touches the bare ground strobes. The sound of power vibrates the earth. Like horses pounding wild and free—like thunder over the land—there’s a storm inside all of us.

No shelter, no protection, exists from the hidden pain inside all of us—a feeling of chains bound to our hands and feet. No one to turn to. A feeling of loneliness and no future. Can’t face another day without knives in your heart. For what you did is unforgiveable. Shame covers your heart; a darkness consumes you. Drowning in pain and suffocating slowly. Can’t turn back time.

Suddenly a ghostly shadow wearing white appears. He whispers: “Where are you, my child? I love you and now you are free and saved. The sun will come and dry up your tears.” This mysterious figure is saving you from the shadows of your sin. Take his hand and let him in your stormy heart.

You will find love. Love will come to you in ways you won’t expect it. Don’t give up. You’re too precious to quit. The light of another day will bring you new delights.

Now you write it.

Sabrina Black
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Stressful Times

Hey guy,s it's Sabrina Black.

Basically this piece comes from the heart. It's about how a fatherly figure or some you trust gets too caught up in their work and their success and forgets what's important to them.

Working too much can cause stress and anger, which causes them to say hurtful words to you. I have gone through this many times and it hurts and puts you down. Just know that he loves you with all his heart and talk to him. Have a one-on-one conversation. Tell him how you feel, he will sacrifice work for you. YOU are more important to him than anything else in the world.

"Tears" by Marissaa

“Do You Remember Me?”

You are always angry, always filled with stress. I wish you could spend time with me. I wish you would just take a minute to stay with me.

You ignore and neglect me. You yell, hurt, and cloud my day. I wish we could go back to the old days, but sadly I still withhold the memory. Every moment that we shared is a fading memory. I wish we could create more lasting ones...

Why are you so stressed?

Why are you so mean?

Do you even hear yourself talk? You make me sad and imperfect. Every little thing is upsetting to you. Sometimes I have to question: do you remember me?

You never spend time with us.

You are always in a bad mood. I’m just tired of hearing an excuse for everything.

Why do you blame it on me? I didn’t make you this way, you did.

Why are you so stressed?

Why are you so mean

You’re supposed to protect me in all of my troubles. Understand me, be there for me, comfort me, but do you even remember me?

 ~ Sabrina Black
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