Remembered

Source: Remembered

Wow I just watched the most beautiful movie GIFTED

This movie has Chris Evans as a gifted man who is a slacker and his mother is a British mathematician who is also a genius and her daughter was also a prodigy who happened to kill herself. The daughter , Evelyn, Lindsay Duncan is beyond her mother and her grandmother finally finds that her grandmother decides her son is a slacker and needs to take her grand daughter away and put her in a gifted school. This touches me as it is about Autism and the kids who are not bullied and the Uncle was a great man who gave up and he did what his sister wanted and not to be a pet project and being her mother killed herself, he has hidden her at first grade that, like him and his sister was far away from a first grade level and a lawsuit comes and he fights his mother all the way. I see a lot of my NIECE in this movie and my sister does not even know the reasons and i, like the Uncle have found myself holding myself back as my sister holds her daughter back and i would not be surprised if the daughter gets some early nods for awards…

Entitled

E verything you have isn’t enough

N eeds for more and more to fill your void

T o think you once HAD values, now you DON’T

I nstilleed in YOU is me me me my my my whah whah

T hese things you left, lost and are paying for them now

L et it be remembered you are not entitled to ANYTHING

E very day you CRY becaue of your mistakes but walk PROUD

D o you realize you are DOING the same things that lost it ALL?

 

2017 Copyright Paul McAleavey wwwpalfitness.wordpress.wordpress.com

Wounded!!!

You did this to me

Your opened HEART with a KEY

You then CLOSED the DOOR

 

We were much better

We strided to just CONQUER

We became ROYALs

 

I’m left so confused

I’m left questioning MYSELF

I’m without you BUT…

 

Yet there is TODAY

Yes there is a chance MEETING

Yet I am AFRAID

 

Because I’m EMPTY

Before I was far WORSE

But now I’m just done…

 

2017 Copyright Paul McAleavey wwwpalfitness.wordpress.com

 

 

 

I think I need help

My mind is racing but it is locked up

I tried to pick it and failed

My mind is going into that bad place

One of rage and terror

My mind has a target and no mercy

Come after friends and family

My mind has it’s own plan for you

I can’t stop it

My mind is made up and the gas

pedal is weighted with a TON

My mind thinks I need help but…

I think it is you that does…

My mind does not alter it is an

entity and spins round

My mind has the same DREAMS

in it you are GONE…

My mind says you are worse than

GONE GIRL GONE…

My mind says you FUCKED with

the wrong one and you are DONE

Do I need help? Not for you I don’t

Do I need to slow down? No FASTER

Do I need a SHRINK? No she said it’s OK

Do I need a priest? He said go ahead

Do I need approval? Hell NO!!

Do remember you started it long AGO

Do remember it is a manifesto

Do remember your days are numbered

Do remember you are a fool pretending

Do remember you try to manipulate

Do remember I DON’t care that YOU ARE DUMB

Do remember you will NOT REMEMBER after we TUSSLE

Do remember you unleashed the MONSTER

 

2017 Copyright Paul McAleavey wwwpalfitness.wordpress.com

 

 

 

Upon Stealing a Kitkat

Everything I Never Told You

You’ve taught me how far
I can go toward myself.
No need to run from who
I am.

That’s how it is with us.
Windblown fragments,
two are we.

We live in a shareable place
our little patch of green.
where I’d rather hear you
than all.

We converse fluently in
a language only we understand.
Your charm never lies in the
way wedding songs and
love sometimes do.

In my head you’ve cut a groove,
leaving your initials there
Absolute. Right. Permanent.
They tell a story even when
my mind shifts and happenstance
grabs the pen.

The darkest ink is not dark enough
to eradicate the thought of you.

Our kinship, a sonnet to pathless
woods, always ready to explore.
We reach for a state of grace,
Knowing life can only get worse, but
better too.

Tosha Michelle

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