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*Mind, Heart, Soul*

March.23.2001 
Trisha M Barrek Hopkins


-Mind- 

 

You are always on my mind 
Too sweet 
So kind 
When I'm cold you're my heat 
Someone just like you I won't ever find 
No one else i want to find 
Your love always makes me blind 
Right next to me will always be your seat 

 

-Heart- 


You'll always be in my heart 
So deep 
Never part 
When you're with me I cant sleep 
I knew we were meant to be from the start 


-Soul- 

 

You are apart of my soul 
You are all around me 
To keep in touch will be my goal 
I'm not ever setting you free 
You're a precious memory forever I will hold 
Apart of my soul you will always be 
You are worth more then gold 
You are dear that I hope you see 

 

You will always be in my mind 
You will always be apart of my heart 
You will always be connected to my soul 
And the memories will never end 

 

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Trisha M Barrek Hopkins 

*Thinking Of You*

March-12-2005 
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins

While i am thinking of you 
I sit here and wonder why 
Why has God sent you back to me 
Why has he let you let my feelings fly 
Why has he let my fear free 
Then out of no where all over again makes me cry 
Because he, God has took you from me 
Without your love all straight i cant see 
It seriously feels like my soul will die 
If i cant have you like it use to be 
But all i get in return 
Is your sweet voice on the phone on the other end 
Instead of your love that inside me still burns

When you put your sweet lips on mine 
To kiss me like you do 
When I'm in my bed all alone 
I try to put a picture in my head of you 
As i try to remember when we were as one 
And i try to recall the last time when i my heart wasn't stone 
I try to remember the fun 
And even though your not here with me 
The pain within hurts like hell 
Because I'm still in love with you 
This i have always to you tried to tell 
That my love for you is so damn true 
But when i get the nerve to say what i want 
My words don't come out well 
So the words in my mind to me begin to haunt

The burning passion is too deep in my heart 
To go on without your presence 
Its too hard to have the memory part 
From my mind of innocence 
Baby don't you understand 
I've loved you the very first day 
From the very start 
I want you to sill be my man 
But there's nothing to say 
Because you're really not here 
So i just sit to clear my mind once again 
And i tell myself for the 100th time its not fair 
This is just a dream all pretend

Instead of crying out of control i just stare 
There's even no reason to count to ten 
But still all over again i begin to imagine 
You're here by my side telling me you truly care 
Telling me for us how there is so much passion 
And kissing me so gently like you do 
I'm wishing this life we can share 
Then i wake up and snap out of my daydream 
And just sit on the edge of the bed 
Baby i don't want to 
But i try to clear you from my head 
Because that's the only way i wont go insane 
I try to erase to me every word you said 
But my memory always wants to play this hurtful game 
Of making your memory of you remain

Making me forever have you in my mind 
Forcing me to remember the past 
And having my heart trying to find 
A way to make everything last 
No matter how hard i try 
I'm always still thinking of us 
And because i cant truly have you 
My heart starts to cry 
Because sweety even though we cant be 
I will always have you remain with me 
You will always have a place in my heart 
And now i know from me you'll never part 
I've come to believe 
We are and always will be one 
From my mind heart and soul you'll never leave

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Five Year Journey

The weather is well

The sky is blue

The day anew

The little birds wake and sing

We wake because our alarms ring

I can’t tell

If that was the screams in my head or

The school bell

I’m inside

Inside again

Inside myself

Translation of my ideas, I’m deaf

Sympathetic to several causes

Seemingly smart with scarce solutions

Often imagining the future

Taking the high way in the maze of life

Road block

Stagnated, frustrated

Angst

Initially, but it evolved courageously

It’s hard to understand ourselves

Time is the patron of change

 

Now that I get it

Or

That I think I get it

I’d like to rewind

And restart the picture I painted

Purify the person I tainted

Use the colors that I wish I used

My eyes see nothing new, I’m unamused

Now there’s nowhere to memorize just open your mind

Analyze every line

Because all the world’s a stage

Regressed to Illiteracy 

In my book I can’t seem to turn the page 

Learning till the day I die

Consumption of corruption because it’s easy

 

Though,

Our interests are mutual

Alone like my daily ritual

Instant satisfaction

Failing to ponder and think critically

Why don’t we ask why

By social stigma we act cynically

To me my shadow is colorful

Full

The feeling we search for

Push and pull

Two sides seen by only two eyes

Left & right, black & white

Understanding is out of sight

Success

Maybe

I might

Still figuring it out

 

Silence kisses my lips

Only talking when we take sips

Beats my heart skips

My conscious flows in the veins of my eyes

My tongue is red like my lies

Tarnished are my teeth and my thoughts

And without purpose my soul rots

The human hand is the door knob to a person

But my hands are locked in fists

Wrinkles in our palms

The fleshy manifestation of our route through life

Legs like ruined Roman columns

Glory with revitalization

Destruction with mistreatment

Only if he comes to a sooner realization

He’ll become a traitor of stag-nation

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My first written poem. The title simply signifies the teenage years and I feel as if it really dug deep into my 17 year old head. Please tell me what you thought of it.

*Noway Out*

 

March-22-1998 
Trisha M. Barrek-Hopkins 

I. 
I stand on the top of the bridge 
Unrecognize the dark valley below 
I look far in the distance i see the ridge 
The place that i crave and need to go 

II. 
As i start into the valley of the unknowing 
One i know that many have traveled before 
By the same path as i follow now in the showing 
And i pass the bodies left behind 
Ones so unrecognizable you can ignore 
And the spirits i may find 
All this horror in my mind i can not help but to store 
The doing to these bodies is something below kind 


III. 
I see the evidence of the battles 
And know of the markings 
That have become of those before me 
And now i see the leftover of death 
Wondering if any of us will get free 

 

IV. 
Above me the light of promise 
To reach the ridge of destiny 
Will mean for internal happiness 
And life with no end 

 

V. 
It is were my spirit ends 
Giving my soul away 
My life to god i send 
Something different people say 
But it has come to me 
To this day 
I set my heart free 

 

VI. 
As i walk with no power to run 
The branches are against me 
And all of the darkness of hell 
Never knowing when ill see the sun 
They reach for me and i must resist 
The fear i have no one i can tell 
No person is pissed

 

VII. 
As i reach the foot of the hill 
That i must reach i find no path but down 
No understanding from those people 
To the point that i have reached 
I give up tring 
I tried to preach 
But my only way is to go on dying 

 

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Born For Infinity

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Born For Infinity 

 

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As water falls
  from clouds
And music flows
from guitars
and words leave
  the poet
and light
  pours from stars

As art
 from the painter
 scent radiates
from bloom
peach tree
bursts from pit
 child born
of womb

As attraction
leaves the magnet
love departs the heart
heat leaves the fire
Auras
from souls depart

-saiom shriver-

 

 

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A tale of souls

Wandering Soul, lost in sea

Hiding from its shadow, seeking to be free

 

Hopeless Soul, sinking in abyss

Crawling and slithering, out of the darkness

 

Weeping Soul, singing to the sky

Yearning to escape but despaired that it can't fly

 

Broken Soul, wrapped in chains

Breaking on through, only to perish in flames

 

Withering Soul, drowning in fear

Seeking redemption as the angels appear

 

 

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Hey there child

Wake up child, it’s time for school

Time to conform and learn the rules

 

This is your future, cause the choice is already made

About the laws and the people to hold your cage

 

No time for questions, no time for change

You gotta get with the program or you're gonna be estrange

 

So forget about the future and follow the past

It’s time to be part of the sheeps which we have amassed

 

Hey there child, why do you dance in the rain

Why do you gaze at the clouds, maybe your insane

 

Hey there child, why do you feel no pain

Why do you continue to dream, oh you’re so strange

 

Wake up boy, there is no time for rest

You gotta find a job and a home to build your nest

 

You gotta find your lover and then break her heart

You’ve gotta crush all her dreams by tearing her apart

 

You got to lose your voice, and accept your fate

Let go of all that joy and drown in your hate

 

You are gonna have some children and then teach them the same

Keep holding them down until it’s you who they distain

 

Hey there child, why do you dance in the rain

Why do you gaze at the clouds, oh maybe your insane

 

Hey there child, why do you feel no pain

Why do you continue to dream, oh you’re so strange

 

Hey there man, so broken and undone

You done what we asked for and now you’re no longer our concern

 

Wrapped in our strings, oh how we made you dance

Made you believe that you could win this game of chance

 

Lying in your death bed, alone and scared

Filled with regret and wishing that you dared

 

But now it’s too late, so close your eyes

And lose all hope and accept your demise

 

Hey there child, how do you dance in the rain

Show me how to gaze at the clouds, help me be insane 


Hey there child, I want to feel no pain

I wanna learn how to dream, how to be so strange 


Hey there child, please save my soul

Please take my hand, and pull me from this hole

 

Hey there child, show me how to fly away

Show me how to believe, how to find my own way

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Curses Too Kritic/ Invocations From The Soul- Part Four and Five

An hour pass midnight, my curse is

sleepless, mind weary, creative

thinking, imaginary vision; sleep-

walking in my dreams between

dimensions....Constantine!

 

Too walk in the dark one must

embrace the darkness, welcome

Moloch into your dreams, be aware

of the shadows that walk besides

you; often three shadows follow me

....nothing else matters once you

have sold your soul, enjoy the night

,and let the fire burn!

 

I met a lover in the shadows of the

night; her darkside is similiar to mine

, same interest, struggles, and

addiction....when all is quiet, stoner's

asleep, tweeker's hiding, and prosti-

tutes gone home, my lover and I get

naked and fuck at the crossroads

under dark skies, no moonlight....

only shadows!

 

Curse the damned, blasphemous,

heaven's abomination including me....

pale horse rider of the armageddon

with sinister ways; my name was

never written in the book of life!

 

Invocations to the dark, evil, and

unholy with sacrifice will open the

nine gates of hell; be careful when

evoking the spirits of darkness; if

your mind is not ready for what is to

come, your heartbeat will stop at

the sound of my feet approaching

your dreams, destroying your

sanity!

 

It is 2:10AM, invocations to the dark

side are becoming rituals, rites of

dragula, perversions, and manisfes-

tations; Lucifer speaks in demonic

tongues, no need to translate, I

understand! Invocations to Lillith

with ghost songs in cemeteries at

the witching hour; my soul possess,

the evil within bleeds over the tombs

of the dead!

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Curses and Invocations....

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The Dismantling Of A Soul

 


She's tried to be the strong one,

that sturdy, unbreakable wall.

But after years of doing it alone,

-the mortar starts to fall.



What's held her all together,

slowly drops away.

More and more corrosion,

takes a toll each day.



Then the bricks, of her strength,

start to break and crumble.

There upon the debris,

she begins to blindly stumble.



One by one,

they fall out of place.

Till finally, at last,

she's but an empty space.



Author's Notes/Comments: 

From 2003....

Thank God that now...my soul has been REBUILT!!! <3

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