May 8, 2011
What is love? What are all of these emotions that I feel? I love you forever, and my heart breaks when I am not with you, but the same heart that cries in misery, is the same heart that is suspicious, and doubtful, or maybe insecure. For no reason other than the way I feel. I feel the love from him, I believe in him when he is caring, hold my hands, kiss my face, and tell me that I am beautiful. I believe in these things we do when we love, but I am still unsure how to feel. Don't want to lose the love I've found because of my own insecurities. So I say, I love you to mask, my own battle that I am fighting within.Your heart so kind and gentle, you respond, I love you too, my mind calms down... and then the next day I'm at it again.
Posted by Tiffany S Lewis.
April 7, 2011
Why is it that some people only want to talk to you when you are having problems in your life. It's kind of weird having this person call you, they come to see you and seem kind of concerned, they want to know in full details how crappy you feel, how stressed you are. How bad you are at that point in your life.... When you had Amazing things going on, they weren't there, when you accomplished greatness, no one cared. These same people did nothing to celebrate that special time in your life. I... Continue reading...
Posted by Tiffany S Lewis.
April 7, 2011
At the worst point of my life, They say right before your dreams become a reality, some evil force tries to take it all away from you. I lost 2 things, I loved very much... My unborn child to a miscarriage, and the love whom I worked so hard to create a life for due to some unknown reason... A reason I can't understand... Sometimes 2 people who've known each other for even a decade can grow into 2 very different people..I am not an Angel, but I tried my best...All I wanted was for this man to l... Continue reading...
Posted by Tiffany Sheine Lewis.
December 17, 2010
Drips dropping on my skin, bubbles forming, exploding, as I rub myself slowly. Squeeze the cloth and water & bubbles go rolling down my skin, into the drain, as I clean my beautiful brown body. My skin is soft, smooth, and buttery. Delicious. As I began to move in to another room. My mirror awaits my face, mirror needs my tone, I give my self to my mirror, and she makes me beautiful, Enhance my beauty, stare at my shape, stare in my eyes. Oh my, I'm so fly. My curves are perfection, my mind i... Continue reading...
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December 17, 2010
Deep in my thoughts, I say how I feel. I am human, and these feeling must be expressed in order for me to dress. I will never say a name, whether true or false, happy or not happy. They are my words from my world or imagination. Time changes order and order changes time. Sometimes, my mind is cloudy and doubt-y of what is really going on. I'm lost in my dreams, and imaging what it really could be, by the time I come out of the cloud, it's too late. My reality went away. I'm left with words & ... Continue reading...
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December 17, 2010
I sing to your heart through songs, I sing sweet words, out of my lungs, in hopes that tone will meet your heart. When I sing those words, I pray to my god, that in some way, you feel my moan. Sometimes, I cry to the words that I sing to you, wishing you were there so that I could sing to you. The words to the song, the words of my life. I sing to your heart through songs. If you were here, you could see my passion in the words that I sing, you can feel the joy of the words that I sing, you c... Continue reading...
Posted by Tiffany S Lewis.
December 17, 2010
Holding on to something that you love, but know you can live without. Afraid to take a leap onto something you aren't sure is disdain. Minds wondering, not knowing the next step to take. Should I leave or Should I go? Linger in all of your thoughts everyday. Ask him, if he loves me. His answers is always yes, as he mumbles, I love you. I want the intensity, shivery, notice. Want you to love me everyday, like the togetherness of oceans depth, forever together. I want to feel appreciated, just... Continue reading...
Posted by Tiffany S Lewis.
July 21, 2010
Lord u r the source of our life, we cant go without thee, follow us as u lead us, speak to the mountains in our lives, give us the faith of Noah. Continue reading...
Posted by Tiffany S Lewis.
July 21, 2010
Alone feeling like a burden. Feeling like a faliure, Feeling like I made some bad choices,
Once upon a time all was well, I felt on top of the world, on top of my life, now I'm feeling like the joke is on me. I;m asking myself, what did I do? What is it? Is it my past? Is it my laugh?
You can feel beautiful, You can feel hurt, pain. I am a broken hearted girl, in a world with people, who don't read minds, and also people who don't want to be involved with such a person like me. Broken, b... Continue reading...
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July 21, 2010
I love him, my blood flows for him, my body is solid for him. I am his queen. I know my sweet god put him here for me. He already knew my destiny, he made a perfect man for me. Yes, he is him. We cant deny the fact that we dont know why, or how our unity became and made us cry as a one. My thoughts are his, my desires he can forfill. I am madly inlove with him... sometimes when i think of him, i lose my thoughts.. i lose my mind.. I cry and I try. Knowing in my heart we were meant for eternit... Continue reading...
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About Me
| Tiffany Sheine Lewis |
| Fairfield |
A little about me, starting from the begining. Had a really cool childhood I was as free as a bird. My mother was beautiful & kind. My sibling where everything a sister would expect them to be. My mother was murdered, I was raised by my grandma & brother. I say brother because everything I am is because I had 1 person who told me I could, and it was my eldest brother. I always give him recongnition. Life with grandma was hell, that will be in a book on another day. : ) I had a really strick childhood, thankful and regreful of it. I appreciate my grandma, she did her best. I began working at an early age, had my first job at the age of 11. I was not very social in middle or high school. I have just always had a lot of attention from people. Therefore, people know me, not personally. I was raised in a town, more like a Valley. I don't feel I had the best education when it came to African Americann history, or just different ethnicities besides white history. After High school, I'd have general conversation with my friends and they'd ask me about Marcus Garvey and I had no idea who that was, or what black panther where and I live in the Bay. Pretty strange, thats what sparked my interest into persuing a higher education. Also memories of my mother. I am now a College graduate. I shoot for the moon in hopes to land amongst the stars. I will be updatin more, but please feel free to get to know me, in a creative way. Hope you enjoy my blogs and poetry for they will be worthy. Have a fantastic day, thanks for you interest.
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