Most days, it’s easy for me to fall asleep. My bed and I have a love relationship unlike no other, it’s comfort allows me to instantly shut my eyes and doze off. However there are some nights, rare i may add, that no matter how comfortable my bed may be, no matter how tired my body may feel, my head just doesn’t allow me to fall asleep. Tonight was one of those nights. There in my bedroom, quiet music playing, a few candles flickering a dim light throughout the room, i reached over for a paper and a pen, and i decided to write. I ended up writing a poem. Writing for me is such a release, it’s a way of putting all my thoughts out on paper, for me to reread the words and truly understand what I’m thinking. It may sound weird to some, others may not understand at all, however there just may be that one person that reads this post below and my hope is that it touches at least one person, if not, well i at least wanted to give you a chance to read a bit of my thoughts that were going on in my head tonight. Hope you enjoy;
In tonights post, i am wearing an all black outfit again, because black never goes out of style. I wanted to show the leather jacket i was wearing in my previous post once again, but in a more casual way. Also, When venturing out in LA, you need comfortable shoes, and what better choice then my favorite chucks?
A Beautiful Woman
Theres something beautiful about a woman who has complete and full confidence in who she is. One who has no doubts in the power she has within herself. You can easily spot her on the streets, she’s walking with her head up high, smirking at the men who stare her down, tenderly smiling at the children who look up at her, she walks into the room with an aura that hits you like a slap in the face. Men can’t help but drool, women can’t help but stare. There’s something beautiful about a woman who is not jealous. A woman who sees her man stare at others for a quick second, yet knows that she is so valuable, that his eyes will always end up coming back to her. The staring doesn’t bother her, she is confident in her beautiful self. There is something beautiful about a woman who is not envious of her friends, who clearly have more, the one that is able to completely be joyous for others achievements, even when her abilities haven’t allowed for many triumphs, instead she has been seeing nothing but failures. Still, no envy. There is something so beautiful about a woman who doesn’t allow herself to go down into depression acts such as, the drinking of alcohol, nor the negativity of drugs, or even sexual acts. There is something beautiful about a woman who saves herself, and doesn’t wait around to be saved.
Will i ever be that beautiful woman? I see her walking ahead of me, there are days where i catch a glimpse of myself as a beautiful woman, i see her standing there, proud of all the accomplishments that she has made. She is smiling the most tenderest smile, her laughter is like the sound of a wind chime, her body the shape of an hour glass, she is in love, she is glowing, she has true relationships with her family, her friends, and even her partner who has become her best friend. She has been through so much pain, she has been through situations no one would ever imagine. She doesn’t show it, she doesn’t speak about it, she would never want to trouble others with her problems, she is at peace with it, she is at peace with herself, she is confident. She is, a beautiful woman..
XOX, 