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Sunday, June 30, 2013

I am What I am









Who I AM
I am courageous and shy
I wonder what people think of me?
I hear the cries of hate and love
I see the world as a battle
I want peace and love not judgment
I am courageous in my heart and shy in my ways.

I pretend to have love on my side with someone special
I feel life coming alive in my heart
I touch the warmth of the sun
I worry I’ll go back to the darkness
I cry if love lets me go
I am courageous and will fight and shyness is not a weakness

I understand I have strength to pull through struggles
I say I will never turn back to the past again
I dream of a better life than living in shadow
I try to do my all to get into the light of day
I hope I will never go back
I am courageous and shy

Sabrina Black 

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http://browse.deviantart.com/art/Who-am-I-120210489

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Confusing Society

This goes out to a friend of mine, Dustin who helped me come up with today's piece(:


Confusing in this world today, no matter what the topic may be:
Women
Men
Money
Love
Hate
War
Peace
Politics
School
Religion, etc.

We all have our own views on these sensitive, yet most talked about subjects. Now, I'm going to talk about a couple and get my own views on them. If you don't want to read what I have to say or am offended by what I write, I'm very sorry.

First one: Women

Now, being that I am a woman, it isn't hard for me to point out some of the things I notice about myself. The women side of this is that in all reality women want to be happy. Am I wrong? We just want a sweet guy that won't judge us or hate us. Yet again, there is that society outlook on women as unstable or not knowledgeable.  Women have been able to prove wrong all the norms that were in the past. But one I think is still there is the fact that some women aren't like all the norms that were set out for us.

Second one:  Love

This is one that I always seem to write about. Love, a sensitive subject for people. It could be of family, friends, relationships, etc. Love is a word that I think is used to much. You actually have to really love that person. I think sometimes women use "love" to hang on to the person they want. I've done it before, it all ended up in the trash in the end, metaphorically speaking. Love is something that you really have to mean. Don't just say it because you can, say it because you mean it.

Last, but not least: Hate

In this society, it seems like hate is all around us. On the T.V, in the news, wherever you live there is some hate there. How can we fix this? Maybe we could all get along??? Yet, I know that it will never happen because everyone has different opinions about certain topics. I think that if we all try to fix one aspect in our lives then maybe that will help. But it's only my wish.

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Change of Heart

       Among The Few 
                                                                      Deep in thought
                                                                      Hidden with Fear
                                                                      
                                                                      A heart full of love and hate
                                                                      Suspicious to the mind
                                                                      Clever to the heart
                                            
                                                                      Magic in the heart
                                                                      Swelters in the thought
                                                                      Unknown in the world 
                                                                      

                                                                      

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Beacon Of Light



Hidden among the shadows
Deep within the darkness
Lies the body of a girl


Deep in thought of happiness
She is clouded by hatred and despair
These thoughts of hers cloud her judgement
Making her  blind  to the real world

Fiddling with her hair she looks out towards the sea
Seeing a flash of light brighten the window 
She creeps towards it 
Curiosity looks her in the face

The light quickly leaves 
Tracing it with her finger she dreams it will come again
Walking over to her corner she sees it come again
Running over to it and  peeking to see more

She doesn't realize that it's open  to her imagination
All this time she's been clouded, life has passed her by
Taking off the shadow 
Uncovered in the sunlight
She finally feels like she can be free 


Sunday, June 16, 2013

Fire

" Engulfed by Fire"






     Aspen trees quake songs
Sunlight beams through the mirage
         A sudden silence 


~Sabrina Black

Monday, June 10, 2013

Bars of Agony






The prisoner 
Here I am slowly coming to. 
I feel a brick wall rubbing my whipped back. I tug on the shackles to find my hands bound to the wall with the nails of agony.
My head sags with a sudden rush of red drops spew from my weak lips. The door creaks and echoes cries through the prison walls. You the one I call Hate. Have come to beat me again to get pleasure from my cries of pain. You have come to brag with that thing you call a tongue. You slither to my ear, whisper I've won what more do you have to live for. Your mine now. 
I lift my head slowly  you haven't seen the last of me. For you will fall and I will triumph. 
Oh contra ire my dear, you can never win. I've taken everything little by little stealing every piece till you are nothing but lifeless. No one else can have you but me. I have gained control and made you a slave. You are willing to do anything for me. I have taken your love for another and kept it for my self. Now you are nothing 
I replied, I'm not finished with you yet, I still have love on my side.
 ~Sabrina Black


picture http://browse.deviantart.com/art/Prison-133706927

State Of Confusion

Hey Guys, It's Stephanie. This piece is close to me and I hope you enjoy it! Stay Strong Song Birdies. :D


Here sits the heart of a torn girl
Love stricken with fear
This heart of love 
Cowers in the dark

Unaware of the future
Scared from the past
Confused about the present 
Here sits the heart of a torn girl 

Along comes a guy, sweet in nature
Mysterious to her, she tries to know
Confused about the present
This heart of love 

Time flies by and she slowly falls in love
Every time he's near she get's butterflies
Heart beating and smiles 

Heart aches as he leaves 
This heart of love 
Scared from the past
Nervous for the future

A heart made of love and tenderness
Turned to stone with the news of betrail
Now confused about everything
Here sits the heart of a torn girl 





Sunday, June 9, 2013

A Heart Of Anxiety

Sitting in the darkness
Lies the soul of a kindred spirit
Like most, she is drowning in tears 
Afraid of what the memories remind her of

A kindred spirit once smiling and happy
Now is turned into a sadden soul
Memories and such now pain her soul
Piercing her heart with the sudden reminders

Motionless and weak in her thoughts
She is a kindred spirit pushed in the dark 
Attacked at any second with the memories
She is motionless

Angels from above come and help
Motioning for her to forget
Attacked at any second with the memories
She is a kindred spirit pushed in the dark 


Memories of the past and present haunt her
Angels of her soul release her from her pain
Attacked at any second with the memories 
She is the kindred spirit pushed in the dark
Only to be tortured in the darkness



Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Tired of the Whispers

Hey Song Bird fans!
Im a new co-author on this blog and I'm so excited to join you and express my passion of writing.
My type of writing is very different from Stephanie's, my pieces mostly are deep and emotional but have a message at the end but sometime I like to be dark. I hope you enjoy my work also checkout another blog I'm in called Life In Fiction.

~Sabrina Black






“ The cries of the Soul”
Whispers of the dark call to me
Whispers of the dark call to me
Its cries pierce my ears
No one can save me

From this eternal bond of hate

My eyes are weary, I’m blind by lust
My eyes are weary, I’m blind by lust
The room is gray brick walls; it spins and sways from side to side
The room is gray brick walls; it spins and sways from side to side
My head turns heavy and throws its self to the floor
I can’t move my body is paralyzed



I can hear the sweet soft rain pound against the walls
I can hear the sweet soft rain pound against the walls
Reminds me of music, but the sweet rain is only the music I’ll hear
Reminds me of the music, but the sweet rain is the only music I’ll hear
I’m utterly alone in a pit of despair and grief
No one can save me

Cries of hate call to me
Whispers of the weary spin against the grey brick walls
Despair and grief is the only music ill hear
The sweet rain pounds against my head
No one can save me


 Picture: "Tired of Being Alone by ~Brute-ua on DeviantART." Tired of Being Alone by ~Brute-ua on DeviantART. N.p., n.d. Web. 05 June 2013.

The Mental Motivator

     For quite some time, I've told myself that i'm going to change my life around. We've all had that moment. The " oh yeah, we'll start today" moment but when in reality we revert right back to our old ways. I have had this plenty of times, with different subjects like losing weight, beauty, confidence levels, and even boy issues.It's a haunting realization that even though I tell myself i'm going to finally change my life, I don't.
    I think for me, being a shy, and very quiet type I don't feel like i'm good enough to even try and change. Being with my friends, I see how happy they are, and I want that happiness too, except i'm not willing to change that. Now that i'm out of high school,  I finally feel like I can be who I want to be without being judged. And i know that even though i'm out of high school, that doesn't mean that the judging stops. It does continue, at work, in public, at home. I guess that's a part of life, judging others. I can't really talk, because  I judge sometimes too, but I guess what i'm trying to say is that even though people are judging me, I finally feel like I have the confidence to not let it get to me.
    Yes there will be weak moments, and i'll want to give in and say defeat. I know i'm not perfect, no one is. It's not a race to see if i'll succeed or fail. It's a mental motivator to myself to see if I am worth the challenge or not. I have to have confidence in myself, to see myself go farther in life than I am currently. And for me, I'm up for the challenge.