From Young Minds

My name is Amy, and I am a young women wandering the road of adolescence. I am from Modesto, California, and yes Modesto does actually exist on the map. I have always felt out of place in my life because God has placed within me a different way of seeing things. I have come to define it as seeing the world through closed eyes, and that may not make sense to you, for it hasn't made sense to me for a long time.

Being a teenager for me hasn't always been a box of chocolates, nor will it ever be for any  teenager. A major struggle for me has been accepting myself, and coming to know myself as well. Looking into the mirror for me has been one of the hardest tasks in my life, for I have many times felt that my own reflection is what has beaten me. I have been wrong, for it hasn't been my reflection at all. It's been me trying to lock up my true identity to fit in only to find myself waking up in a puddle of tears, holding things inside, looking up and seeing a wall.

I could never figure out why I felt so alone, but now I know that you can't shut everyone out and expect them to be there, it just doesn't work. It's like trying to unlock your car with your house key. What a dilemma!

I have also come to know that it's always nice to look up and see someone's hand reaching out to you, offering to help you up. You are actually the one who pushes yourself and makes the effort to pull yourself onto your feet. I was told once that you can change a person's reaction to you by the way you approach them. That may not seem like it has anything to do with this story but it does. Being told that has really made me think about myself, and about my life as well.

The person who told me this is one of the most beautiful people I know. She sees the beauty in things that many people would look at and see the flaws. She's not afraid to live her life to the fullest, and doesn't let anything stop her from truly LIVING. She's eccentric, down to earth and contains so much joy because she allows the positive to overule the negative in her life. She is truly a ray of light that keeps the sun shining.

She is my aunt, and she has Parkinson's Disease. I look at her, and I see someone who has every reason to feel down and out, but you know what? If I told her that, she would put me in my place and explain to me every reason why she doesn't, and that's why I have so much respect as well as admiration for her.

So overall, I believe that the most important lesson to be learned is that in order to change your life .... it all depends on the root word of your... YOU. Don't be afraid of who you are, for you are a beautiful, and unique person.  That is why you are an individual, because there will never ever be another you. 

 

Scarlet Sin

Like a mighty forest, with it's vain frail.
Man tries to be noticed, but laughs in despair.
And like a roaring thunder, You wipe away the pain.
Tell us to humble, as to erase the shame.

If I could be something, Your voice would reach.
I would be a child, pure and sweet.
Not a broken vessel, with its distort.
But a faithful winter, never to discord.
Scarlet Sin . . .

Brandon Payne
Copyright ©2002 Brandon Lynn Payne

Runner

Run faster, wind flashing by.
Seek the surface, time wants to die.
Eternity is broken, life slips away.
And so it hurts, what is a prayer.

Feet tired, only one step left.
All the lies, whats to do next.
Run harder, to get past the the shame.
No guilt, for I'm all to blame.
Stop the fake glances, you wont stay.
I'm hiding, for I'm not my friend.
Runner....

Brandon L Payne
Copyright ©2002 Brandon L Payne
 

 

Saving Grace

Once a lost person, left without a soul.
Wanting to be human, but they push you away.
As tears fall from your eyes, they laugh at you insane.
Call you abnormal,and toss you away.

But in your own loneliness,you call out his name.
Knowing that your worth something,

you just laugh and walk away.
And when you soon discover you're not a piece of dirt,
You get off the floor, and show your matchless worth.

But this is not a myth about some mystery,

this is a writing about me.
And my hands will always write, unto you will I speak.
This is the truth about being real,

and not a mirror scene.
Saving Grace...

Brandon Lynn99@mywriting.com
Brandon Lynn

 

 

Dear Daddy

Dear Daddy,
You left four years ago yesterday,
and didnt say goodbye.
I stand here all alone,
wondering why.
You said your the man,
watch the family now.
I stand here bitter now,
holding it all inside.

So daddy,
I am a man now,
afraid to make mistakes.
I know that you left a hole,
in my aching heart.
For you never told me,
that I can live my life.
Dear Daddy...

Brandon Lynn Payne

 

Impossible Dream...

Forever doubting, things untrue,

ruling out this love for you.

Kiss the sunrise, lips so sweet,

eyes of destiny, two souls meet.

Breathe the wind, gusts so light,

the voice of an angel testing your might.

Reach to the sky, hands so soft,

don't let go, thoughts still remain lost.

walk on the moon, steps so meek,

treasured moments are yet to seek.

Fall to your knees, hit the ground,

feel tender fate's rush all around.

Catch a shooting star, so far does it seem,

decide within yourself if this is an impossible dream...

 Amy Ellen-Diane Hester

 Painted picture

 To see the world through closed eyes,

  to catch a dream falling from a silver sky,

  touching a reflection as if it bleeds in wound,

  tasting invisible air

  to splash one's tongue in sweet,

  is a mural of expression

  coming from within...

  Painted picture...

Amy Ellen-Diane Hester
Copyright ©2002 Amy Ellen-Diane Hester
 

 

The Mask...

 I can feel things slipping right through my hands.

I cant grab hold; they're falling like sand.

I wish I could tell them, but I cant say a word.

Silent as the deaf in this heartbreaking world.

I want to run, but I go so slow.

Even if I get away I have no where to go.

I know God is with me through all of this.

And he can bring this world happiness and bliss.

But I need someone right by my side.

So they can help me run and hide.

I know my friends are all behind me.

God gave me the strength to let them see.

Gave me the courage to go and ask;

and stop hiding behind this mask.

Ashley Elizabeth-Marie Beachamp Copyright
©2002 Ashley Elizabeth Beachamp

 

Mirage

Don't go wandering

through this glassy surface,
Expecting to find more than me,
'Cause what am I without a purpose,
But a lone mirage to see.

Ashley Elizabeth Beachamp
Copyright ©2002 Ashley Elizabeth Beachamp
 

You can write to Amy at the Virtuality address and your email will be forwarded to her.