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Eyes closed or blind folded, either way it's dark
walking, fumbling, falling, lost
trying to find a way
any way will do

wrong turns, hard curves
dangerously traveling close to the edge
tredding through mud, I stop and rest in an unsafe place
not where I want to be
which way now?

Something grabs me and I run
or, was that someone pulling me from this....
either way I resisted.

Dark, lost, scared, but proud
where to now?

The blindfold is removed or the lights come on
I see I was in a horrible place
full of monsters, demons, and unspeakable things
I see, I know where to go

Tired, weak, but moving
not yet there but arriving
Exploring life.


V]]> 23 Aug 2005 13:52:34 +0100 http://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-1393.0.html#msg34049
Hand in hand, eye to eye
Existing in each other
Not thinking or wanting to say good bye
But you see we both belong to another

My world with you has long since gone
It exists with someone new
As yours is also brightened by a new dawn
Our world together is through

But our worlds do cross from time to time
In this small universe
That's when I see that familiar shine
And our worlds become immersed

It is at this time that I feel
my emotions becoming swirled
And although I want you, love you, and need you
It's an invasion of my world


V]]> 23 Aug 2005 13:59:52 +0100 http://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-1393.0.html#msg34456
I'm here, in my home, in my bed at 9:49 pm.  I am very tired.  When did I get so old?  I remember times when my night was just beginning at this hour.

School starts soon.  I will be up by 5:45a, I would have left the house no later than 6:40a and I wouldn't step foot back inside until 10:30.10:05 if I drive like a mad woman.

Where has the time gone?  I was so carefree, unrestrained, daring.... hum.I guess I'm taking more time to analyze a situation instead of diving right in.  Would that make me restrained or careful?

I've slipped into the routine of work/home, work/school/home, home/church.  Another body scurrying up and down the roads.  Another drifter.

I wonder what a woman with the same stats as myself, located on the other side of the world is doing right now.  Is she asleep?  Does she have a home?  A family who cares for her?  Access to Nairaland?

When I was younger I had a friend who lived in my closet.  I would talk to that friend for hours as if there was really someone there.  I would laugh at his jokes, try to say something that would make him laugh.  It was just me in that room.  I guess trying to reach out to someone, looking for someone to connect with.  To share stupid jokes with, to say something to try and make them laugh.

In a way, this forum is like that friend of mine in the closet.  I can't actually see you but I talk to you.  I want to connect with you.  I want to laugh at your jokes and say thing that would make you laugh.  Instead of me talking to myself, I'm actually talking to someone out there.  Someone that may be my neighbor or someone that may live on the other side of the globe.  It's thrilling.  I love it.  And I am no longer making sense.maybe I wasn't making sense to begin with.  You know what that means, that means it's bed time for Vexxy.

At least I made it till 10:03pm. 

Good night, Nairaland.

V]]> 24 Aug 2005 3:04:26 +0100 http://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-1393.0.html#msg34840

I can't always be there,
Even though you want me to.
I will never be every where,
There's only so much I can do.
There will be times of disappointment,
Of sorrow and fights.
The one thing that should matter,
Is that I try to make things right.
Our lives will not be fairy tales,
Although we work hard for them to be.
It's unfair for you to expect,
That kind of life from me.
I will make mistakes,
You should know that's a given.
But do you know what that proves...
That I'm only human.


V
]]> 24 Aug 2005 14:32:13 +0100 http://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-1393.0.html#msg34894
I just wanted to take some time to tell you how much I love and appreciate you.  I know I tell you this all the time but I truly don't think you know the depth of my love for you.  You are a very strong and determined woman.  You taught me to stand firm in my beliefs and to not let anyone use me as a mat (although it has happened, thank you for being there for me when it did).

I want you to know that I think you are extremely beautiful.  You are a beautiful woman inside and out.  There are none that can can compare to you.  I admire your stamina, your ability to adjust, the love you show toward your family, your focus, and your smile.

You've brought me up to respect people and there differences, you've taught me that there are no evil people, just people who do evil things.  You've taught me that forgiveness is important and to look at everyone as an individual, not a group. 

I love you, woman!


Thank you Dad:

We've had our "ups" and "down's" but we've shared more "up's" together.  I want to thank you for teaching me to love music.  Thank you for singing at every event in my life, you know I love when you do that.  Thank you for teaching me to sing and for allowing me to tag along on some of your concerts.

I admire your work.  I respect the fact that you could still be traveling (which you so love to do) but you decided to become a teacher and share your knowledge with those who are mentally challenged.  It takes a lot of patience that most people do not possess.  You are one in a million.

I miss you, a lot.  I know I don't call or come around as much as I used to but I need to change that.  You only have one father and I need to show you love.  I need to show you that I support you and I still believe in you.  You are an amazing man.

Thank you.


V

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