going down a river in livingston guatemala
this is my back yard
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
in my eyes
Last Night i had an affair i pulled out a map and closed my eyes and put my finger down and imagined i lived there, and loved there. i took in the smells the air and deep down i knew my heart belonged here, but i cheated. I walked other streets and went to other parks and rode other busses and skated other streets.
but that was cheating, and i am sorry for that cause i have cheated too many times. I wake up and thank the stars that i am still here, my friends my friends, everyday. its hard and its fierce and to bites but there is a pulse that rivets my nerves into feeling and thats why i stay. it is in that grandmas eyes that raises all her grandchildren cause she has no choice and does it while working two jobs, its there, she’s hurt and tired and thats where it is thats where i call home. I love all of its sides, it is like dating a person with multiple personalities, however instead of personalities, theirs seasons and politics and poor transportation. Don't get me wrong there are also walk on the beach and cuddles by the fireplace too, the fire place, just happens to be the place i love. I had years where i cursed the name and was counting the classes to the end of my degree to get out of those halls off these streets and somewhere where i would change the world. but i did go and i got there and i am where i belong, there is here here is where i am where i live and where i love. its in peoples eyes, its in the ones that fight to make it a better place, it is the ones who get out and get people to enjoy this place. They say home is where the heart is and although sometimes my heart is not strong i hope ti will always be here, where the people who care pick me upi and make me smile, and build up my heart to be strong for the winter
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