Reality Sucks

Reality sucks! The sooner I realize that the better off I’ll be. Why can’t I reside in a fairytale or a mythical place embodied by the sea?? Is my reality the only one tainted or do other souls share my pain?? To say that reality sucks, I know first hand. I’ve endured her highs and lows more lows than high. So tell me again why I should embrace reality?? When I can remain a prisoner of my own reality based world?? Where I am the center of all beings and my destiny is my own?? I don’t think I will ever return to reality. For at least I know in my reality, I survive.

By: PryncesSyndrome ©

What If??

Reality is cruel at times and I’ve often thought about an escape. Now when I say this I’m not speaking of altering life. I speak of a place that we could retreat to when the weight of the world is weighing you down. A place to escape the worries of the day or the hurt and pain that you’ve endured. Oh how I wish I could create my own beautiful reality.



Just popping in to say *hello* to my *newbies* but also my *oldies but goodies* 🙂 I truly appreciate all of you for taking the time to stop by, comment, or join my blog.  It really means a lot to me and I will continue to share my experiences and thoughts with you.  Hoping ALL are doing well and that life has been treating you kind.  As for me, I’ve been very busy planning my upcoming trip this Thursday.  My husband and I are going to Las Vegas to celebrate my 35th birthday!!!!

Yes, you DO see my age and I’m not afraid to share because God has blessed me with a youthful appearance and spirit.  Besides, age ain’t nothing but a number so never hold fast to that.  So, in HONOR of my 35th, I decided to get another tat (I already have 2).  Boy, it’s sure been a minute because the pain was a little intense but it might be because of where I got it at (back of the neck).  When I get back from Vegas, I’ll share some pics and I might even do a post or two while I’m there.  Wishing you all the BEST and until I return…….PEACE and LOVE~


PS….here’s my birthday tat 

Lost Soul

Negativity fuels my desire to give up.
It cuffs my ability to decipher right from wrong.
It prohibits my growth and stunts my existence.
Baffled at my turning point because blinders hide my weary soul.
We live to breathe n breathe to live.
Giving motion to this vessel that we borrow.
Hoping there is a light at the end of this dark tunnel.
Can redemption be my saving grace?
God look at my teary face.
Release me from this mental turmoil and restore balance to this lost soul.

By: PryncesSyndrome ©

I Rise

I drift, I soar, I rise – despite the obstacles.

I drift, I soar, I rise – against all adversity.

I drift, I soar, I rise – against mental slavery.

For I am woman, hear my roar. I’m blessed by the best and ready for war. I claim whats mine and protect my own.

I drift, I soar, I rise – for I was born for this role.

By: PryncesSyndrome ©