"One Day At A Time"

One day at a time--
But it seems to be long.
One day at a time--
To keep my mind strong.

One day at a time--
To handle the stress.
One day at a time--
Or I'll end up a mess.

One day at a time--
Everything will be okay.
One day at a time--
Take it day by day.


One day at a time--
There's no easy way.
One day at a time--
And don't forget to pray.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"Stressed but Blessed"

Stressed--
I feel the pressure
And it makes me
Stressed.

Stressed--
I hear the pressure
And it makes me
Stressed.

Stressed--
I see the pressure
And it makes me
Stressed.

Stressed--
I can't handle the pressure
And it makes me a
Mess.

Stressed--
To the max
But I guess I'm still
Blessed.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"No Star in the Sky"

No star in the sky--
Not in the one that I see.
No star in the sky--
That I see for me.

No star in the sky--
And I've looked twice.
No star in the sky--
But the sky looks nice.

No star in the sky--
But I can feel the breeze.
No star in the sky--
But I can try to believe.


No star in the sky--
A sky made for she.
No star in the sky--
But she dreamed that there'll be.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"I Don't Know Her"

I don't know her--
She used to smile,
She used to laugh
But it's been awhile.

I don't know her--
She used to be happy,
Friendly to everyone
But now she feels crappy.

I don't know her--
She had so much fun,
She used to relax
But she feels like she's no one.

I don't know her--
She was carefree,
She would joke
She was happy.

I don't know her--
She's changed,
She acts different
She's strange.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"Butterfly"

Butterfly--
Fly to me.
Teach me what it's like
To be free.

Butterfly--
Fly to me.
I wish to see the world
That you see.

Butterfly--
Up in the air.
What is it like
To be way up there?

Butterfly--
Up in the air.
I'd like to see you
Everywhere.

Butterfly--
So bright and blue.
I wonder what it's like
To be you.

Butterfly--
So bright and blue.
You seem so strong
After all you've been through.

Butterfly--
Fly to me.
Tell me what it's like
To be free.


Butterfly--
Come with me.
Show me the way
That life should be.

Butterfly--
Come with me.
You show me
What I need to believe.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"She's Powerful"

With a mic in her hand--

She's powerful.

When she plays in her band--

She's powerful.

When she steps on a stage--

She's powerful.

When she turns the page--

She's powerful.

When she works on her art--

She's powerful.

When she pushes forward from start--

She's powerful.

When she stands for something right--

She's powerful.

When she's ready to fight--

She's powerful.

A kind act a day--

She's powerful.

She'll make her own way--

Because she's powerful.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"And She Asks Why?"

Why can't we come together
In unity?
Why does a wild soul
Long to be free?

What happens to a soul
Trapped in a shadow?
Can a boat sail to sea
Without a paddle?

What really happens
To the broken-hearted?
How can you cross the finish line
When you haven't even started?

Is the air in the sky
Really blue?
Who do you count on
After all you've been through?


What makes a saint
Or a sinner?
What separates a loser
From a winner?

What happens
To those who are lost?
If the best things in life are free,
Then why do most things cost?

What happens to a gypsy
That cannot blend?
Why say you're going,
When you don't plan to attend...

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"And So, She Dreams"

And so, she dreams--

She dreams so big that it's the only thing she can see.

And so, she dreams--

She dreams in color, exactly how she wants things to be.

And so, she dreams--

She dreams of love and hope everywhere.

And so, she dreams--

She dreams that peace will fill the air.

And so, she dreams--

She dreams a better world for everyone.

And so, she dreams--

She dreams alone, not with anyone.

And so, she dreams--

She dreams so big that it's hard to reach.

And so, she dreams--

She dreams in poetry and it's part of her speech.

And so, she dreams--

She dreams in rainbows and in pink

And so, she dreams--

She dreams in a way that it's hard to think.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"Light of the World"

Light of the world--
Let your light shine.
And one day the world--
Will tell you your mine.

Light of the world--
Don't you dare dim.
Don't you sell out--
Don't you leave on a whim.

Light of the world--
You fill the world with wonder.
Don't ever give away--
To the sound of thunder.

Light of the world--
So beautiful and blessed.
Don't you dare give away--
After becoming too stressed.

Light of the world--
With your beautiful rays.
Don't forget to shine--
And to bring us better days.

Light of the world--
So strong and so bright.
Don't ever let your world--
Go from day to night.

Light of the world--
So brilliant and true.
You're a light in this world--
And I'm talking about you.

LaTasha B. (LB)

© 2016

"Train Wreck"

She was a train wreck--
And everyone knew.
For all the cool things--
She'd like to do.

She was a train wreck--
For the world to see.
But she only let them know--
Who'd she thought she would be.

She was a train wreck--
Failing week after week.
And most of the time--
She didn't like to speak.

She was a train wreck--
Misplacing things all about.
With a head full of ideas--
But she also had her doubts.

She was a train wreck--
But she tried to succeed.
She was a train wreck--
Who just wanted to be freed.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"Beyond the Lights"

Beyond the lights--
Was a broken heart
Who always dared to try.

Beyond the lights--
Was a broken heart
Who'd always start to cry.

Beyond the lights--
Was a broken soul
Teared away to be unfold.

Beyond the lights--
Was a broken soul
Who dared to try and to be bold.

Beyond the lights--
Was a sensitive girl
Who dared to dream and to wonder.


Beyond the lights--
Was a sensitive girl
Who's always made a blunder.

Beyond the lights--
Was a crushed spirit
Who tried to hold on to hope.

Beyond the lights--
Was a crushed spirit
Who wrote as a way to cope.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"Dreamcatcher"

Dreamcatcher--
Please catch my dreams.
I find my thoughts racing--
Wild and supreme.

Dreamcatcher--
Will I chase my dreams?
Will I sit and wait--
Or is a rise in my bloodstream?

Dreamcatcher--
My dreams you do hold.
Will I wish them about?
Or do I dare to be bold?

Dreamcatcher--
Do my dreams dare to dance?
Will I be adventurous?
Will I take a chance?

Dreamcatcher--
Please catch my dreams.
I find my thoughts racing--
Wild and supreme.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"Stuck on Branches"

Stuck on branches--
No longer falling leaves.
Her heart beats softly--
Some days it's hard to breath.

Stuck on branches--
Way high up on trees.
She mediates slowly--
And watches to see.

Stuck on branches--
No bigger than she.
She ponders on nature--
And rolls up her sleeves.


Stuck on branches--
Hanging by a thread.
She holds on tightly--
To nature's bed.

Stuck on branches--
Way up high.
She prays one day--
That she will touch the sky.

LaTasha B.
© 2016

"Odd One Out"

"Hi." I'm Rosy but everyone calls me "Odd Ball". I'm from Missouri and I have bright red hair. I have two tattoos. One says "Odd One Out" on my chest and the other one says "Forget Society" on my right arm. I'm different from the people in my hometown. Despite my love for crop, black, leather jackets and all things rock, I'm actually a sweetheart. I'm a writer with a nose and an eyebrow piercing.

My best friend is Desiree. She's a New York City gal with a big heart and a closet full of clothes. She's a curvy model. Unlike me, she has no tattoos and she wears sundresses. We've been best friends for years. We met in school. She was popular and I was not. Only God knows how we became best friends. She sees the world through a realistic lens and I wear my "rosy" rainbow colored glasses.

It's not easy being the "Odd Ball". Everyone here tends to judge me by my red hair and my tattoos. I've been turned down by so many jobs, that I can't even remember them all. However, I'm sure they would remember me. After all, who forgets a girl with tattoos like mines? Just kidding.

I wear my heart on my sleeve and my lack of a filter tends to get me into unnecessary trouble. My list of friends is the bare minimal. I lost friends as quickly as I make them. Kind of like my job history and resume. Sorry, my sense of humor is a bit wicked.

Being different isn't all that it's cracked up to be. No one wants to be friends with an unemployed writer who doesn't like to be alone. Well, no one except Desiree. We'll call her "Doll" for now. Doll is different. Well, different from the people here. She has an open mind and leaves no room for judgement. She loves me just the way I am and I love her too.

Doll has a full-time job and a smart mind. I'm pretty sure her IQ is wicked high. She's that smart. I'm still waiting on the results though... Her job keeps her pretty busy. She has places to go and people to see. I envy her. It's with love though. She works hard and plays hard too. I need some that. It's not easy to work hard when you have the attention span of a small child and the memory of someone that's 90. Seriously! As quickly as I make up my mind, it takes a minute for that stuff to disappear. I'm like Dory from "Finding Nemo". You have to love her but worry about her at the same time.

Anyways, Doll is different. Her memory is good and she knows what she wants in life. And me, well, I'm lucky if I know what I want to do in a week. One minute I want to be an actress, the next a teacher, fashion designer...etc. What can I say? I have the creative, dreamer mind.

I really want to be a writer. Who wouldn't want to be the next JK Rowling? Seriously! Harry Potter is worth billions! Me, I'll be lucky if I ever see a million dollars. Shoot, I'll take half a million. Wouldn't that be something?

I keep my head in the clouds but I live on earth. Real world bills and real life situations. I dream to be a kid again. At least then your biggest worry is what toy to play with today. Now, I have debt a mile high and a part-time job to help pay the rend. Yes, I work but it stills feel like I'm unemployed. A big kid at heart trying to be an adult.

Adulthood sucks! It's overrated. Kids enjoy your childhood while you can! Have fun while it lasts because the minute it's gone, it's over! Learn to work hard, focus, and how to appreciate self-love. Or you'll end up like me! You don't want to end up like me.

Maybe one day, I'll get the hang of adulthood. Everyone tells me to take it one day at a time. Well, the day seems long when you're all alone. That's the price of being a weirdo like me...

Oh well, can't worry about it now. I'll just have to work on it. One day at a time... Maybe I'll see myself in the mirror one day and love what I see. As you can tell, I'm not as "cool" as I seem. I have problems too.

That's why I like Doll so much. She helps me see the world through her realistic lens. Maybe one day I'll see the world how she and the rest of the world sees it...

Only time will tell and for 25 years time hasn't been my friend either. Yes, I'm 25. And no, I don't really act like it. More like 18. I feel so behind from the rest of the world...

I'm trying... trying to grow up and become an adult. I'll change my hair and hide my tattoos. I'll lose the piercings and the chip on my shoulder. I'll try to remember and I'll try to focus. After all, I have to take it one day at a time and learn from my mistakes. Growing up and changing is something we all have to do...

In the meantime, I'll write. Write the world the way I see it and let the world see it too. Maybe then I won't feel so alone.

Written in 5/2016

Typed on 5/20/16
By LaTasha B.