Eye If the eyes are a passage into the soul, Than it should be easy to find a soul mate, Love at first sight must exist, Because the souls will connect with just one glimpse, Compatibility will be instant, And words won't be significant, Just a stare and a glance, And love will have you in a trance, Once you find that one, Your souls #life will have just begun.

Beauty They say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but what if that beholder is unable to see beauty, you see I can look at everyone around me and whether they are big, small, fat, skinny, short, or tall I find them to be beautiful, when I look at myself it's almost as if it's an empty stare. What am I supposed to be looking for? There is no glow in my face, no sparkle in my eye, no pep in my step. I'm just me, plain me, and whether I spend hours on my hair or throw a pound of makeup on I still can't change, I can't change the way I see, the way I feel, and the emptiness that appears in the mirror. It's as if someone is looking back at me crying, begging, pleading to come out, trapped by insecurities, trapped by years of words that never seem to go away. And no matter how much I tried to change its still my eyes, my face, myself that I am seeing, and there is no beauty. There is not one person in this world who I consider ugly, what they see as imperfection I see as envy, they don't like their hair, their clothes, their eyes, their lips and here I am staring wondering how. How can they not love what they see in the mirror, how they are so lucky to be gifted with this beauty. When I look at myself there is not one thing I can say I'm happy to have. From head to toe I wish I could change. Be able to change and be satisfied. Sometimes I see it as a curse to not have confidence or self esteem, but then again maybe I'm just not meant to, maybe I'm just meant to see the beauty in others and help them realize the beauty that they have, but jealousy gets the best of me sometimes. I shun away from the unknown in fear of being judged, in fear of being put down, in fear of acceptance. I walk into a room and hope to blend in, I couldn't imagine trying to make a statement. I find comfort in the simplest things and try to stand there and not exist. Afraid of being noticed I do everything I can to blend in. Not speaking, not dancing, not eating, pretending like I don't want to be there. When in reality I wish I could just stand up and be in the middle of the crowd. But instead I hide, because hiding is better than being embarrassed. Like a turtle in its shell, I cower, cower at the thought of having attention. I don't know why I am this way, and I don't know if there is anyone who feels the same, and I don't know why I can't see beauty in myself but I can in everyone else. But I do know that I can't change even if I tried and that's what scares me the most.

We Are All One I can't help but ask myself why whenever something occurs. Why did this happen to me? What did I do to deserve this? So many questions just run through my mind. Now all my #life this has been going on between my father being a drug addict, my mother having bipolar disorder, and the being adopted by a family who I barely knew, everything is just a constant struggle. I don't know whether they were just lessons that needed to be learned or if my #life was just meant to be a constant struggle. To this day not a day goes by where I am not stressed out beyond belief. My relationship, my #life, every second of everyday revolves around my mother and making sure she has what she wants and needs. When you do everything in your power to make sure everybody else is happy, you start to forget that your happiness is important to. Everyone that I have ever lived has left me my mother my father my siblings, and after going through this you can't help but think that you're just meant to be alone and that you're not worthy of anything. That you'll never be good enough for anybody. Of course being overweight and the epitome of insecure doesn't help. Today's society looks at me like I'm a mutant that doesn't belong because I'm not a size 2. I can't even walk out of my house without spending 2 hours trying to look somewhat decent by burning my hair til it's straight and putting a pound of makeup on my face. I hate doing it I wish I could just go out as just be me. But I feel like I have to play the part of a puppet in today's society or else I would be shunned. Well perhaps I already have been because I'm not a clone of what beauty standards say I should be. I've been in a relationship for 2 years with a guy who treats me like I'm a queen who I couldn't live a day without and who would literally take the shirt off of his back before I go without anything I want or need. And yet I still have trust issues I'm still insecure and I still can't help but think in the back of my mind that one day he is going to leave me like everybody else. For a person who has so much why can't I just be confident for once in my #life. When things starts going great and I start feeling happy with a drop of a hat everything starts going downhill. But despite everything I look back day by day and have no regrets because everything I go through makes me stronger each and everyday maybe not confident and happy with myself but I'm still able to make the people that I love and care about happy. Maybe I will never live up to beauty standards but I do have people that love and care about me just the way that I am and maybe other people do not understand that because they don't see how I can be loved but I will be the one who reaches my goals instead of getting pregnant, doing drugs "poppin mollys", and drinking every night. While I may not be perfect on the outside on the inside I know that one day somebody somewhere will be jealous and say hey maybe looks don't matter. From me to everyone out their everyone is beautiful, smart, gorgeous, and talented in their own way, and never let anyone bring you down. Because in the end we all have insecurities, doubts, sins, regrets, and the need to love and be loved, and most importantly we are all people we are all one.

Only You I lie awake as you sleep next to me, your warmth is all I feel of you, as everything becomes a daze and the room starts to blur, there's a sense of tranquility that fills the room, this is how it's supposed to be, without you this bed, this room, this heart, it would just be empty, even lying awake its hard to toss and turn, it's as if all my worries all my strife just subsides as we are laying side by side, your breath on my neck, your chest close to mine, our hearts, our bodies, our minds becoming one, with your arms wrapped around me I can't help but go into a state of bliss, and heart rates increase with every kiss, thoughts become lost, speech become silenced, gazes become locked, and the world ceases to spin, as the bed becomes our heaven, our bodies become one, pupils dilate, skin precipitates, breathing gets heavier, and lips stay locked, the longer it lasts the greater the bond, as the silence ceases and voices get louder the climax has begun, all movement has ceased, as we fall into each other our eyes begin to close, stuck in one amazingly gentle pose, the whisper of i love you has spawned, and the darkness takes us away until the light of dawn.

Touch Out of five you are the one, the one that connects skin to skin, the one that connects lips to lips, the creator of passion, the starter of sin, the reason for the softness of skin, without it we cant feel the familiar, can't bring peace to the mind when a loved one is felt, cant form a bond between hands and hearts, without you I am lost, without you I am nothing.