Sneaking out was tricky at best My sister aids him in our nest Her boyfriend enters the window We were all sleeping woke up to a show Daddy had gotten up, had to go Found Bobby sh$$ hit the fan you know Daddy was so mad, we were all scared Waking up to this none of us prepared I thought surely both them were doomed Feelings heavy like boulders loomed Cops were called I do wish they were here This little boy may not live to have a career Finally they arrive and save him, he goes to jail Better than the alternative for that night was hell A word of advise to the teens out there Don’t sneak people into your home if you care! They are not safe from protective dads That choice could drive a parent mad. CDk 5-15-2026

My best friend spent the night I was so happy, mom & dad didn’t fight Daddy drank of course, tonight living mood I was grateful, he passed out all was good Sandra Jean decided she was bored Begged me to sneak out I was floored No I said, I was too afraid, I went to sleep I woke up three hours later them trying to creep Into the bed quietly her and my best friend I was shocked my friend had bravely went They didn’t get caught on that late night Next morning after details I was ready to fight They had went met my puppy love had fun My anger at that moment hotter than the sun For days I refused to speak to either I couldn’t trust my sister or friend neither CDK 5-15-2026

Dressed in lacy stockings Six inch heels, fancy black dress Hair in twisted bun with strands Gently left on purpose, pearl earrings Pearl necklace on her thin long neck Her tanned skin made pearls shine Her red lipstick, inviting to the gents Only the best for this escort, not cheap She had paid her dues, now she collected She vowed every man she pleased Would pay her a precious premium Gossip fills the air everywhere she goes She ignores it, proudly she carries herself Let them gossip, speak evil of me she said Smiles at the ladies, she just had their men Made an escort out of necessity to live Stayed an escort because of judging tongues Harsh words cause hate and a sense of shame She knew even if she quit they wouldn’t forget So why bother, this way she lived just fine No one telling her how to live, no one Free to spend the money for the judges Free to dress finer than those who judge. Lady of the night, lady of strife, mistress CDK 5-15-2026

Heading west Horse drawn buggy Young couple Gold rush Riches sought Excitement fills the air Wagons form a train Reaching for dreams Women of style Frilly dresses, Large hats Big houses Better life Less dust Less tornadoes Men thinking Gold lined pockets Power driven Fancy suit Nice Stetson Boot shine Nice ranch Heads of cattle Good spread Respected Each day Closer to their futures Stay close Saddle up Join us Heading west CDK 5-15-26

im sorry for not being active much here. i will make it up to you by making a poem rn (yes on the spot; with current emotions i am feeling) — today is another day, barely hanging by a thread tomorrow is another one and i fear it’s something that i dread. a day off of work may seem like enough but for me it isn’t because to me this job is rough. yes i am happy i make money and i’m happy to have a home but this isn’t the life i want i want a better one to call my own. i’m in college now something i never thought would be true but i tell you right now it’s been amazing and it’s the easiest thing, i promise it’s true. i have found reasons to keep going when everything feels overwhelming at times but i never once thought it would be like this it’s still strange to call these achievements as mine. work, school, relationships, and friends feels like a lot to handle but it’s actually the party that never ends. because one day i will make it out of this state that has become my prison. and i will have a job worth my time and the meaning behind it is my reason. for one day i will meet individuals who are incarerated without proof i cant explain this right now but i will eventually tell it to you. today is a day worth holding onto when everything feels incredibly dull so don’t forget there is a saying; it’s worse to think of a cup half empy, when it’s actually quite full