Wednesday, December 28, 2011

True Story


Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Just Listen

In life we learn when to move And when its important to be still But the problem is we move too often Without stopping to listen to the silence Silence is beautiful But under appreciated And we leave behind the best parts of ourselves When we fail to observe it Be still once in a while Listen to the silence Hear your heartbeat And know your alive Then move more lively than ever Its a rush to feel your heart racing As you put your best foot foward Toward what you desire most Be still and listen Then move and come alive In a way never before possible Be free and be inspired Just listen


Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Scarlett Schamaus

“I love this part. This is the part where your heart races a bit, your stomach feels like it’s free floating, and your face has a slight smile on it that can’t be wiped off. This is the part where things are about to get really good, and you know they’re about to get really good, and sometimes that’s more satisfying thanwhen youget whatever it is you’re waiting for.” ~Scarlett Schmaus

Monday, December 5, 2011

Forgotten Truths - Part 1


Sitting in the rain, she wonders why this had to happen to her. With her iPod turned up as loud as it would go, she cried to herself in the dark of the night. No one around to hear her sobs. No one to call to sit by her trembling side. Thinking back to her past, she had lived a good life. She had great friends, and even better family. She never really had to be alone, but now she had no one.
The tragedy started two years ago in a small town, she had just moved to this town and already most of the locals knew her name. They were very kind, always trying to help her find her way. She didn't think she needed their help, so politely she would excuse herself and go on her way. She was happy living here and everyone knew it. She had a beautiful smile and she wore it everywhere. The townspeople saw her as a beautiful mystery. They were itching to know her story but she never revealed it to any of them. She would always avoid talking about where she came from, and why she left. It was like she was hiding something. Eventually, all the buzz about the new girl in town would die down and the town’s people left her alone.
A few weeks would pass and she remained the same, except for her smile. Her smile was fading, but she still kept to herself. No one seemed to notice that something wasn’t quite right. The secret life that she had been trying so hard to hide was finally collapsing on her. She often wondered why more people weren’t worried about her, that is, until the one person that ever really mattered to her was standing in front of her once again. She didn’t want him to be here, she was afraid of the judgment she thought was coming to her. He knew her story and could see through the fake smile that she wore so elegantly when she moved to this town. He wasn’t there to judge her like she thought he was. He was there to help her come to the realization of what she had refused to let herself believe. 

Monday, November 28, 2011

We Are Young

We are young
Our hearts are still learning
How to love 
And what it is to feel
We are clay 
Held tightly in the hands 
Of unforeseen change
We call it fate
Or destiny
But that doesn't define us
And you're right 
No one knows exactly what you're going through
And no matter what I say 
I really don;t know if I help you 
But the truth is, what you're going through,
It makes you stronger
And if you really want help look within
You're heart is beautiful
And you are strong
You just haven't lived up to your full potential yet
You haven't discovered the strength inside your heart
But a heart is a muscle
And it keeps beating 
Even when you feel like quitting
We are Young
These are the best years of your life
So make the best of it
You are clay
Don't let fate mold you

This is Me

I am entangled  by my own heart and the limitations of my mind
I think too much and leave the things that matter far behind
Of course I live a life all my own never imitating those before me
I live a life in darkness and despair and in every dark night i find hope for a brighter tomorrow 
After all the sun rises every morning and the is beauty in every sunset
I am inspired by every breath i take
But just like every breath i take has to be given back 
The inspiration I find cant be held in silence
So now i give to you what was so graciously given to me 
In hope that you will be inspired as well
This is me...


Thursday, September 22, 2011

Watching the Clouds

watching the clouds
i am thinking of you
of how you kiss me
how you touch me
and how you make me feel
watching the clouds
i am happy that your mine
mine to hold near
mine to kiss goodnight
and mine to love
watching the clouds
i am forever grateful of how you love me
how you accept me
and how you changed me
watching the clouds
i give my heart to you
to hold dearly
or shatter
watching the clouds i am yours
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Step Aside

im living life in a way i never thought i could
and i have a hope now that i thought i never would
im reaching farther now than you would even believe
so listen to my words now cause they will let you see
i have been there and done that and now i am set free
my life has led me to where i stand
and the path i chose crumbled like quicksand
but i am who i am and you cant change that

you say that you know me but you dont know shit
you cant say you understand utill youve been through it
so take me as i am or step aside
because i have greater things on my mind
dont judge me till you know me
cause i am not as i appear to be
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Wednesday, September 21, 2011

stories

Stories, like people and butterflies andsongbirds’ eggs and human hearts and dreams, are also fragile things, made up of nothing stronger ormore lasting than twenty-six letters and a handful of punctuation marks. Or they are words on theair,composed ofsoundsand ideas—abstract, invisible, gone once they’ve been spoken—and what could be more frail than that? But some stories, small simple ones about setting out on adventures or people doing wonders, tales of miracles and monsters, have outlasted all the people who told them, and some of them have outlasted the lands in which they were created.” ~Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things
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Monday, August 29, 2011

'you are' original song wtitten by me tell me what you think

You are the stars I watch in the night sky
Your face iluminates my eyes
I see you in every raindrop
and my heart stops
I never knew someone like you
could make me feel the way I do

you have a way with words
they cut me like swords
you are my shining sun
you make my heart hum

I only want you near me
I only want to be held by you
I only want my heart beating faster
I only want you by my side
I want to call you mine

you are my satisfaction
my addiction
you are my open door
I want so much more
you are my light in the dark
you are my perfection
and you are so perfect

you are beautiful
and so full of life
I love your every flaw
I am in awe

I only want you near me
I only want to be held by you
I only want my heart beating faster
I only want you by my side
I want to call you mine

now hurry cause we don't have much tine
hold me tight
never let go
and in return ill kiss you gently
keep me close
ill make you happy
because you are the only star ill ever need

I only want you near me
I only want to be held by you
I only want my heart beating faster
I only want you by my side
I want to call you mine

you are my everything
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Saturday, August 13, 2011

Carpe Diem

Ok so first off I would like to appologize for not writig more than I have, I would love to be able to write more. Second I would like to thank all of you for all the views I really appreciate it, it is really great to feel like my ramblings are being heard. But now its time for the real reason im writing.
I saw the scariest thing I have ever seen last night. i had decided to go to work with my mom. Her birthday is this Thursday and i wanted the oppurtunity to spend some time with her before school started back on Monday because i wouldnt have the chance to after. On the way to her workplace we pulled up on a terrible wreck involving 5 men in one van and a woman in another. I wont give all the details but my mom is a nurse and she stopped to help. The injuries were so bad that a couple of them had to be air lifted. seeing that wreck last night made me really thing about how precious life really is.
" Carpe Diem" is a latin phrase that means "Sieze The Day", and its a phrase we should all live by because we aren't guarunteed the next day.
Also, if you get the chance to help in a situation like that, dont just drive away. Now I'm not saying that everyone should do the same thing my mom did, I mean she's a nurse she's around crazy stuff like that every day, but there is almost always something you can do. I know I couldnt have done what my mom did, but I could make make phone calls.
And to the nurses or doctors out there I hope you never feel under appreciated because, especially after last night, I will always look up to you for doing what you are doing, don't ever feel like you arent doing enough.

Monday, July 18, 2011

Sit Back And Relax

sit back and relax
take a deep breath
put the past behind you
look around you and open your eyes to the natural beauty

sit back and relax
watch the sun start to sink into the horizon
live your life for you and no one else
set your aspirations high and never give them up
they are your identity

sit back and relax
watch the sunset
and never forget to be you
never be afraid to be yourself
and leave the last behind you
you cant change it

sit back and relax
and live your life above the average


Saturday, July 16, 2011

Got A New Tattoo

Well I got a new tattoo the day before yesterday. It looks pretty awesome, in my opinion. Its in memorial of my grandaddy, he was a great man.
I also got a new phone, which I am using to make this post. Its an android, and I love it. Overall the day was amazing the tattoo looks great and life couldn't be better.
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Friday, July 15, 2011

Tick Tock

I watch the numbers on the clock change late at night and I think of you. I close my eyes and open them, inhale, exhale, all because of you. Because you open my mind to new places and you send my spirit soring to hights ive never reached before. You lift me up off the groud and my heart races to see you again. The thought of ypur face keeps me up at night and I cant help but wonder where you are. The thought of you makes me smile like never before. You lead me to places I've never been. I listen to the tick of the clock as I realize how grateful I am that you are there for me, and slowly I fall asleep. I watch the numbers on the clock change late at night and I think of you. I close my eyes and open them, inhale, exhale, all because of you. Because you open my mind to new places and you send my spirit soring to hights ive never reached before. You lift me up off the groud and my heart races to see you again. The thought of ypur face keeps me up at night and I cant help but wonder where you are. The thought of you makes me smile like never before. You lead me to places I've never been. I listen to the tick of the clock as I realize how grateful I am that you are there for me, and slowly I fall asleep.
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Thursday, June 30, 2011

Writers

When will the words on loose-leaf paper be read
And when will their meanings be revealed
When we, as writers, write these words
We put our soul on a piece of paper
We put our beliefs in your hand to criticize however you want
We learn to love words in a way no one else does
And we use them to excite your emotion in a way nothing else can
We may make you cry
laugh, hope, or love
We may even make you wonder
We live our lives to make you feel something
We want to inspire you
We want you to open your eyes to the beauty around you
We write what is on our mind because we know we aren't the only ones thinking it
I look around me and see people who judge me because I love something
People ask me why do you write and I can only think to reply
“For you, because without you, what I write my never mean anything”
So, Writers keep on writing keeping putting your life on a sheet of paper
and keep your souls alive
But more than anything keep on inspiring others

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Making a Promise to Live Life Above The Average

Since school has been out I have had a lot of time to think about, well, everything. I've thought about how my entire life has changed in the past couple of years. There have been of times when I have felt like I lost myself, times when I knew exactly what I wanted out of life and I knew how I was going to get it.
High School has been an emotional roller coaster for me, as I'm sure it has been for most teens. The only time I ever really felt lost was when I refused to stop and take a look at the beauty that surrounded me.
I refused to look around at all the people standing right beside me asking what it was I needed help with.
I refused to take a time out just to watch the sunset.
I refused to accept the person I knew I should be, and I tried to change that person so that others would accept me.
I let people walk all over me.
Well, this year is going to be different. This year, I am going to refuse to be a door mat. I am going to be myself at all times, friends or no friends. I am going to watch the sunset, and I am going to let the stars inspire me. This year, I'm going to live, but more than that I am going to live life above the average.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Purity

Purity is a band that a couple of kids from my church started recently. They made me the manager today and i thought it would be a great story to put in my blog. I am very inspired by the kids at our church we have talents of every kind, singers, songwriters, musicians, writers, and we have some very talented artists

For info on event dates you can email me at kimberly_b_1993@yahoo.com. You can also call or txt me at (256)630-8170.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Tattoos and Adrenaline Rushes

When i got my tattoo touched up yesterday i was thinking about how much of an adrenaline rush it was (because it was making me sick lol) and i was thinking about how addictive tattoos and adrenaline rushes are. I'm not so into the adrenaline rush thing (because it makes me sick) but a lot of people are. Me and my mom and step dad were talking about that yesterday, my mom has seven tattoos and my step dad has several too I don't know for sure how many he has and they are both planning on getting more. It's strange to think about how paying people to stab you with needles repeatedly for as long as it takes for the picture to be done is so addictive but it really is I can vouch.

The picture is obviously my tattoo it is a form of karate i took for 10 years and i plan on getting back involved with it when i have the money.
It stands for Chito Ryu Yoshukai 

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Summer So Far :)

summer has been pretty boring so far except i went fishing this morning but i think even the fish were sleeping in. i know one thing band camp isn't going to be fun this year it is super hot out there. but on the bright side of things i am getting my tattoo touched up today at about 4:30 I'm about to have to start getting ready for that. we are getting ready to have a wonderful kids crusade at our church the theme this year is Fineas and Pherb I'm very excited. i run the tech and media stuff for our children's church ill post the dates for that for anyone who's interested. i go to church at Boaz Church of God its right behind Walgreen's in Boaz. 
Well until next time :) 

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Meaning Behind What You say

how many times do you actually consider the meaning behind the words or statements you say? how many times do you tell a friend or family member to be careful before you realize hoe dangerous it really is out there? How many people have told you to be careful and you drive away without giving it a second thought?
Let's go a little farther with this train of thought. how many times do you tell your significant other that you love them before you realize how much you mean it, or how much you don't?
sometimes i feel like, as families, we are only going through the motions. being in a relationship doesn't mean what it used to, the words i love you are thrown around without the slightest hint of emotion. families are torn apart by this lack of emotion.
i am challenging you, my readers, to help make this tormented earth we live on a better place. i challenge you to think about the meaning of what you say, and make sure you mean it, before you say it. i think you will be surprised at how much more meaningful your life will become.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

James Hareld Rackard (9/1/1947-5/19/2011)

How Many

Every day, i hear the people around me laughing
i hear the next joke circling around
the different groups of my peers joking around with each other
i see the smiles on their faces
but how deep do they travel?
is it just a smile on the surface to hide whats underneath
or are you really smiling?
how many people are just smiling to keep others from asking "whats wrong?"
how many people are just trying to find a way to get help,
but they're too afraid to ask?
and how many people are too concerned with their own problems
to ask if anyone else needs help?
how many people have ever really realized that
there is always someone more miserable than they are,
and that that person may be standing right next to them?
everyone should stop to think about how small their problems really are,
compared to the problems others face.
there are people without homes,
just looking for a decent place to sleep.
there are those who have noone left
to help them through the crisis that they face everyday.
they are so many other disasters,
but how many of us really notice?
how many of us really ever think about the disasters happening right next to us?
what has to happen before we finally open our eyes
to the dying world around us?
how many people have to die before we come together,
as a nation, or a family.

Friday, June 3, 2011

Overcoming the Everyday Obstacle

Everyday that you live you will encounter different obstacles some more difficult than others, some not difficult at all.Some obstacles are going to make you think there is no way to get over them, the key there is to go around them. If you can;t overcome the hurdle in your life, there is usually a way to get around it. There is almost always an alternate route to reach your destination. You can't look at an obstacle as an impassible wall, but rather an intersection, you ust have to figure out which path is the right one for you to take. when you make that choice you aren't garunteed that you wont see another intersection, its an endless cycle In life there aren't straight roads, only curvy, hard to follow ones, so don't let the everyday obstacle get you down, use it as a guideline to shape your future.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Working For Common Happiness

To earn the happiness that everyone longs for, you have to work at life. Discovor who you are and what you want to do with the life you live. I, for instance, love to write. I love to have the feeling that something I write may inspire another person. But Sometimes i run out of words, or i run out of rhymes. then this gets difficult. Its the same with anyone's journey they are all somewhat different, but all have complications. Some of these complications are more difficult to overcome and some seam almost impossible, but in overcoming these obstacles you find yourself. You discover who you are meant to be, and that makes it all worth while. The definition of happiness is different for everyone and i think as human beings we should accept what makes others happy. We should extend common curtisy and accept that what we may consider a terrible life, is very different from the other side of the fence. Because no matter how different they may be they could be happy, they could have a happiness you have yet to discover.
I said all of that to say this, work for your own happiness. And dont let anyone one judge you for that, because as soon as you do they will bring you down with them.

21 Reasons why English Sucks

1. The bandage was wound around the wound.
2. The farm was used to produce produce.
3. The dump was so full it had to refuse more refuse.
4. We must polish the Polish furniture.
5. He could lead if he would get the lead out.
6. The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.
7. Since there was no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present.
8. A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.
9. When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.
10. I did not object to the object.
11. The insurance was invalid for the invalid.
12. There was a row among the oarsmen on how to row.
13. They were too close to the door to close it.
14. The buck does funny things when does are present.
15. A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.
16. To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
17. The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
18. After a number of injections my jaw got number.
19. Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.
20. I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
21. How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

Monday, May 30, 2011

Dad

i write this with tears in my eyes
because i feel like you've left me behind
i've never met a man so blind
that he couldn't see the pain in his child's life
i long for a relationship with a dad who cares
i wish that my dad would put me before anyone else
i've tried discussing the issue
but what do i hear
you said this is all your fault
for not coming near
i wish that i could make you fathom
how much my heart is breaking
from top to bottom
i feel like when i talk you dont listen
so why should i waste my time
making this link glisten
i want you to know how i feel
so im telling you the only way i know how
dad, you used to be my hero
but i dont even know who you are now
please understand that i love you
dont ever consider it different
i just want you to be here
with more than something i can tear
ill give you time to think this over
so you go on with your life
i'll go on my own

Inspiration

Inspiration is the key to life, 
without being inspired by something,
life here on earth would be colorless and utterly unlivable

The sky, for instance, is a great form of inspiration 
A never-ending mystery
Sometimes feeling as if your fingertips just barely scraped the surface
As you dream your dreams of happiness and good times
Then you wake to find that you’re still too far away
The realization of that fact inspires you then to reach again, getting closer each time

Just as the dreamer reaches for the skyyou too can reach for anything
So be inspired to live your life the way you always dreamed you would
And live it full of inspiration.

Sick People

I just want to say there are some really sick people out there. Yesterday i was at church and a little girl almost got kiddnapped by a potential pedofile. I helped stop that from happening and we didnt see the woman that tried to take her again but I fear she will be back next week. Luckily we have a wonderful pastor and he is taking the appropriate actions. i just dont understand why someone would do something like that. Its so wrong and very disturbing.

Summer 2011

Ok so this summer i really have nothing planned i have written stories that i will post and poems i hope you all enjoy them leave me comments and feel free to email me anytime i give great advice and if you need any i am almost allways available.

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