Nature vs. Nurture.....

AHHHHHHHHH! Yeah that's my brain wanting to jump out of my head and go to sleep. lol. I am taking a break from studying from my Marriage and Family Therapy test tomorrow and considering that's my major and um what I want to do for the rest of my life, you would think I would be all over it but really it only makes me more Over Compulsive about my life than I already am. Granted I'm happy being single, today, lol, no really, I'm enjoying it. I'm learning a lot of things about myself that I never knew and tis better to learn it now than get with someone for the rest of my life and I'm like, "oh yeah by the way... I'm a "little" controlling. lol. Soooo, ya know, it's cool. But this subject just makes the desire I have for a successful marriage even stronger to the point where sometimes I'm like is this possible. There isn't a relationship (in which I've observed) in my life that screams success, except my aunt and uncle; they give me hope. But other than that I don't have a blueprint for a successful marriage except for them but studies show that 50% of children of divorce are more apt to divorce. My parents didn't divorce... they just never got married. Hmmm... and I've never met my dad soooo.... as much as I'm rallying against such circumstances, it reminds me of the long time battle of nature vs. nurture. Will my marriage be what I put into it/ what my husband and I make of it or am I predestined for doom. :( (I hate that debate!) Well, I guess I have taken a long enough break. Back to the books. Here's one for the road:




Barefoot & Naked

I am as incomplete as tomorrow without sunlight and tonight without the moon or the stars.
And
no matter how far you are,
all roads lead back to…..
I am as incomplete as the last line of the beginning of this poetry.
And no matter how faint my ink may be.
All roads lead back to….
I am like a run on sentence nothing can complete me or stop my flow.
NocommaorperiodstillincompleteIwillgo because
All roads lead back to….
You took away your love without consulting with me.
You could’ve called me a bit**; to drop dead into eternity.
But the words roll on
no matter how incompletetheymaybe.
Yet and still,
all roads lead back to….
You had me loving you like I’ve never loved myself,
like I’ve never in my life,
loved anyone else.
Running away, afraid of what this could be.
I dot my i so that I won’t be incomplete.
BUT that’s just how sh** goes;
“oh the places my heart has seen.”
I am like the girl I once knew,
when all roads led back to….
me

4 what it feels like

© justice