No Warning

It all came without warning
As I woke up to this groggy morning

And I ask you where is the sun?
On this dreary day that's gone for a run

And left behind gray clouds to play
Dripping their menacing tears today

Rain, rain, rain in the sunshine state
On days like these, I never want to awake

And for now, I must wait
For I know that the place of fate

And it will end when it says when
That's my queue to count to ten

After the rain, snowbirds arrive
Crushing and bruising, yet one must survive

Written by ©Diana Jillian Thursday, 5/2/13
































Poem, 

Leaving The Past

Leaving the Past  

Written by ©Diana Jillian 4/30/13, Tuesday

Who knows where it truly goes?

How you know where the river really flows?

All I know is I’m slowly learning to letting go

And as I slowly learn

It’s what I truly yearn

For the past to keep present

And I know it’s very, very wrong

And I keep singing the same damn song

I know what truly needs to be done

And it’s hard to let it all go

But when you finally do let go

The truer you emerges free

And who knows where this new journey leads us?

Destinations far and wide by plane, car, truck or bus

Maybe by train or just plainly walking, heading to the unknown

And it’s scary at first and instead of moving you retract

Looking over your shoulder, reliving the pain, you reenact

And it’s that step, that last step that never moves forward

You’ve found your position known in the comfort zone

Not realizing it leaves you paralyzed and all alone

So you try with all your might to break yourself free

And the past comes back the more you try

And the past brings pain the more you die

You must once more ignore the past

Trying to find a way to break yourself free

But on that road you wind up going back

To give it one more try; you make an attack

But the fish are not taking the bait this time

And you still keep on trying

While inside you’re dying

Trying to find a way out

Your final last attack

While looking back

Is your own reflection\

Telling you to go

Because you already know

How to move yourself forward

You were just too afraid to move

Leave the past behind

You must learn to be kind

To yourself

In the long run

When it’s all done

The past is just the past

A forgotten memory

Poem, Picture, 

Rain Will Rise

Rain Will Rise

Written by ©Diana Jillian 4/21/13

When I awake
I'm full of nightmarish screams.
Wishing I could sleep forever
In the land of promised dreams.

I cannot shake my disappointment
I cannot end this disillusion.
What I face leaves me confined.
It leaves me alone with confusion.

And like the falling rain
It soon sets and dries
Evaporates
Into the skies

And like the falling rain
Comes the end of pain
For a new day to begin

And in the dream where I'm Cinderella
You know I'd do anything for you
I'd never lose my glass slippers
And you would make that statement true

And in forever where time stands still
We would never need another portal
We can create a world of our own
Forever we can remain immortal

And dreams, they are a lot like rain








































































Poem, 

We Can Dance if We Want To

They put two commercials in one...I like the Scottish Korean one...

Hey Everyone!

I would play Tuesday Afternoon by the Moody Blues but this is all about Tuesday mornings...

Tuesday mornings are not fun.  They are the mornings where I have to wake up around 5:30 to take Andy to dialysis.  I go back home and go to sleep and then I have to walk and feed the dogs.  I have to feed my bird and prepare Andy's lunch and give him his meds so he has them for when I pick him up from dialysis and take him off to work.

I realized that commercial I posted in the group....Well, I have no explanation for it...I'm just weird like that....Word...Yo.



The reason why I like that commercial is because he's wearing a partial beard and dressed in a kilt.  And for some reason, I can't get the picture of Axel Rose out of my head....

Eh, close enough...

Yeah, I know...I'm proving my weirdness....I always do.

I'm not a popular person and I don't pretend to be.  Once upon a time, I used to care if people liked me or not but now...I just don't have time for that.

So while I try to increase my popularity author wise on Facebook, I am a total failure.  I'm the girl that gets 18 pokes as opposed to 10,000 pokes...

I'm the girl who wears sneakers and pulls her hair back in a ponytail rather than to wear heels and have my hair in my face all day....Well, my hair is in my face...I wear bangs.  That's another story.

That's all for now peeps.  

The title has nothing to do with anything else but this pic:

Random, Blog, Picture, 

Falling Through

And as I fell through the cracks
Letting the tears flow with the dripping water
I reflect upon frangible life
Wondering how one so vigorous
Turns into the feeble
And I ache with every lament
But I wear the grinning mask
Never to show how unsound I am
If I could remove what lacerates
Then believe me, my love, I would
But I'm breakable like you
No remedy from my fingertips
I shall not mourn
I shall remember only good
Never to show my sorrow
Though I don't know
What I'll do
When you resign from me

Written by ©Diana Jillian 4/4/13























Poem, Prose, No Rhyme,