Fly with me
Away from here
Save me from myself
Protect me from my fears
I cant stand being here
Open the window and unlock the door
I wanna look down on the world
I wanna feel the wind on my face
Soaring through the sky
You and I could be
Hand and hand through the clouds
Around the stars
Somewhere in space-
Take my hand
And close your eyes
Up we go
Into the sky
Out of here
We will fly ....

Usually I title my poems, some with numbers. Basically to keep them organized. This one I couldnt find a title that I was happy with. I played with Fly With Me and Exiting but finally decided to leave it untitled. I like it to much to name it something cheesy.
What a long day. Wednesdays usually are. Tonight my mom and I go out together. Its also the night that I bring the mysterious one home. I know its horrible but I cant stop. I'm not sleeping with anyone else but we both agreed no strings attached. I cant help but thinking about him though. Its so wrong. He is the reason that I have to break it to two guys that want a relationship with me. Well I cant give him that much credit... One of the guys I am currently seperated from, the biggest problem is that he's too needy, too emotional. Emotionality is good in a guy but he really goes over board with it. The other guys is too old. I know, I know age has nothing to do with it but he's twice my age. But I can use (we'll call him Billy), I can use Billy as an excuse.
So other then it being Wednesday nothing to exciting happened. Took my four year old to a small mexican resturaunt for lunch. It wasnt to bad but I froze the whole time we were there. My daughter even complained it was cold. Stopped at a couple thrift stores on the way home. That was about all of my day. Pretty boring. Well gotta get the kids to bed. Off to the bat cave!

Twinkle Twinkle little star
Why have you wondered off so far
You used to be the diamond in my eye
Sitting up there in the sky
I'd wish upon you every night
Sitting under your warm soft light
Now I wish that you'd come back
And light the sky that you left black
Twinkle Twinkle little star
Now I wonder where you are ....

Ok so now I'm ready to talk. It dont matter if anyone hears me. I'm ready to talk now. I'm stuck. First we will start out with me saying hi. So Hi. We'll just stick to you calling me Ladybug. Thats what my friends call me. As it says in my profile I am 24 and a mother of two very beautiful girls. Single as it stands and happy about it. I'm currently have guy problems and hate to be the heart breaker. I have to tell two guys that I cant be in a relationship with them because I wont stay committed. But thats a whole different day. Anyways... I put random thoughts as a catagory but I also want to include some of my poetry. Like above. Back in the days (tee hee hee, I love saying that). Back in the days I wrote alot of my pain and anger into poetry. Alot of its dark, but I like it and maybe you will too. Oh and I wanted to mention my blog title. My third eye is what I refer to as my creative side. Well anyways, Welcome to my life.
Earlier today I read an e-mail from a friend talking about losing touch with those you were once very close to. How many people do you walk by on a daily basis that you used to spend hours talking to and mutter barely a "hi." The friend that I recieved the e-mail from is one of those. It made me feel horrible. What happened to us that were so far from each other? It made me open my eyes a little and remember why important it is to keep the ones you love close to you. Just something for you to think about. . . .