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"Writing is the entrance for relief and the exit for stress and creativity."     
Frankie Reed-Shaw
Untitled Mind 
They say man has the most amazing mind
Place him in a cell of 4 walls and he will create a million windows...
Fictional Exits to a world dimmer than the one he lives
Lonelier... Colder because the mind is the darkest place to dwell..
The hardest place to lighten....
The smallest room, yet the biggest place for endless negative possibilities
If you give man a pen and paper, he will write a thousand genuine lines
Roads traveled, dreams, passions, trials, and passings
Give man an electronic and ask for only one fourth of those amazingly compelling words
It will return void As blank as the million dollar check he imagined ~~in that dark room~with four walls~~ that

some publisher would pay him for it.....
Frankie Reed-Shaw


​Moment of Truth
 
When all goes wrong  All that is left are burnt ashes
 Shadowed doubts of where u belong
 You look down and there is no bottom
 Your heart loses it's rhythym
 Hopes  & aspirations succumb before u can remember them

  And the world keeps spinning
 Forcing you to lose control
 And this is just the beginning
 If you will make it back you do not know

 You have had good times, but that is the past
You live for the moment
For now it is the bad times that last
The seconds seem like centuries
When you are digging your own grave
  Tears over flow onto an ocean of memories
You are the only lifeguard and that is whom you must save
 Its drownings high that has you hooked
  A downer to your soul; so you're addicted
Slowly sucking away your breath
 All goes as predicted
 And the world keeps spinning
Forcing you to lose control
 And this is just the beginning
 If you will make it back, you do not know
You have had  good times, but that is the past
  You live for the moment
 And right now  it is worst than bad
Hush...... yet cry now for it may be your last
Thou speak of it and it shall come to past......

   Frankie Reed   

​
​Reality Check 

In life we make choices.... 
hope and pray for the best outcome 
Sometimes we forget we have voices 
and fall back into situations we have overcome 
We weaken our spirits by doubting our self worth 
adjusting ourselves to disregard our own hurt 
Compromising our inner peace and neglecting our feelings 
Filling our personal treasure box with pain, leaving no room for healing 
Our love for the unlovable outweighs the love for one's self 
Our baggage becomes our reflection 
and a broken mind, body and spirit becomes our only wealth

In life we make mistakes 
and torture ourselves after 
Sometimes we forget to have faith 
and situations can be overcome with laughter 
We choose sadness, happiness, worry and stress 
they cannot choose us 
But we can put them to rest 
Yet, 
in the end we deserve anything we accept 

by: Frankie Reed 


​Etched In Stone 
Who I am 
The shade of my essence 
The beauty in color 
Elegant hue 

The paths I will withstand 
The value in perserverance 
The strength in honor 
Forever true 

I am strength
~Loyalty~
~Beauty ~
~Wisdom~
~ Knowledge ~
Made in the image of HIM 
-FRANKIE-

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