Litebrite Poetry (3)

I finally have a few moments alone
here I spend them writing a poem on my phone.
Need to get out of here, I haven't been alone in weeks,
It's time to go off on my own and peace is what I seek.
This life I now live, I'm surrounded by stress,
weighed down by others disaster, it's a complete mess.
I'm just now getting my life back together, why unload on me
but misery always did love company and you're to selfish to see.
When will you open your eyes to the real world
atleast see your potential and be that special girl..
that I know you are..my sister
but right now a freaking blister.
It's called tough love and you need it now more than ever
if I keep picking you up, you'll not be clever.
I love you so much but you make me so mad
and when you're mean to my nephew, it makes me sad.
You have a son, it's time to be responsible,
stop procastinating, you know you are capable.
These are things we've said to your face,
and you push him off on others, don't respect their space.
I always wish you the best but wish you would see the light
just wondering when you lost your fight?
If it's your ex who broke you, ya gotta move on,
you're the one doubting yourself and he is gone.
I just don't know what else I can do,
I think for the rest, it's all up to you.

I feel the old me dying with every step I take,
no longer the girl scared of my own shadow or choices I make.
I see things with a clear new perception,
and am no longer unsure of my direction.
Remembering who I am, makes me wonder how I'd ever gotten lost,
I fell in love for the first time and was willing to pay any costs..
And I did, hopes, dreams, ambition
To my family I was beyond recognition.
I was dead inside
trapped alone with my thoughts, I did hide.
Here I sit now with the sweetest smile,
I'm finally back, just lost myself while.
The mountains I've climbed and it now seems so small
I'm only five feet but feel soo tall.
Just happy to have this me back
no more bruises, no more black.
There will be more obstacles in life I'm sure
But now..I have a better understanding than ever before.

In the cold, I hear the sound,
of my crunching footsteps on the ground.
The winds blow, puppeting the snow,
Reminding me of the perfect time for romance,
in front of a warm fire while the flames dance.
The time we share and holiday cheer,
while family and loved ones celebrate near.
I love winter for theses resons and
I understand we need all four seasons,
but really i do..hate the cold
and with the winter blues, it just gets old.
One last final snow, just to let us know..who runs the show
but have no fear, the end is near
..because spring time is almost here.