Bathsheba Dailey's Blog
January 17, 2014
Five Year Old Death kindle sale 0.99
One night the teasing seemed worse than ever, this was not the normal teasing that children go through in school. There was something about adults doing it that made their words true or even scary. When another child was behind the nasty comments you could to a degree ignore it because you knew they were doing it just to upset you or show off in front of their friends. In their words I would never be good enough for friends or even a family of my own one day. The red hair and freckles destroyed any chance of finding a husband when I was grown. I needed to learn how to clean house better, my cooking needed work and anything else they could think of to say. I asked my mother right in front of him what the hell happened to her. Why was she so cold now, why did she not care about her children enough to take care of them right and not allow her husband to treat them like this. http://mybook.to/Five-Year-Death-Bathsheba-Dailey
November 22, 2013
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Updates
I am working out details to go to girls group homes and talk to them about my autobiography and Battered Shadows. The thought that I can help these girls in any way gives me more pleasure than any money could buy. Not everything is about things, for the free things that touches the heart means so so much more to me and so many other people out there. When I wrote "Five Year Old Death" I said I would be happy if it at least touched one person or made them realize that life does not have to be lived in the past, but for the future. I think I have succeeded at that wish several times over! Also this is the last week to get books in for the book drive for the soldiers in Afghanistan, you can email me for details if you are an author wanting to be apart of this great project. Andrew Scott has also invited me back to his radio show to promote and talk about Battered Shadows, all proceeds go to Collation against domestic violence. Not one penny goes to myself or any of the great authors who joined in to make such a heartfelt book come to life. When I asked for authors for this book I made it blunt that not one dime went to anyone but the people who need it the most and I think we put together a great book with information included about the violence so many have to suffer at the hands of those that profess love for them. All and all this has been a great year! My wishful project for next year will be putting together a book to help children in the states name. We all see how many children are in foster homes and group homes, the stats are rising with less homes for these children. Our future is held within children, if not for our children we would not be able to move forwards in life. Lets give them the chance that so many has ignored along the way of their living. Everyday that we live is a new beginning, only we can make it the best that we can for ourselves and others. I love you all and thank you for just being you!
September 11, 2013
bitch of the day
Twelve years we have mourned and celebrated the lives of those lost with the destruction of the twin towers. So many innocent people lost their lives by the hands of terrorist. Catastrophe found us all on that fateful morning showing us that just because we live in the land of the free we are not as safe as our government wants us to believe. We are in more danger by our own government than any other government! We find the need to go into other countries and tell them how to live their lives and what they should believe and what they should not believe. We take it upon ourselves to be ruler of the whole world and if they do not abide by our rules then we start killing whoever stands in our way from accomplishing such deeds. By now most of us have heard the hidden truths behind 9/11 and what led up to so many deaths of the innocent, our own government had their hands dirtied years before and knew what their deeds were going to cause. So it is the American families that had to suffer on that fateful day. Do not get me wrong, the united states have done a lot of good for other countries, just enough to break us and send any worth wild jobs overseas. We protect those who cannot protect themselves and hand our guns into their hands as we take them from those in our own country. We feed those who cannot feed themselves as our veterans sit in alleys cold and hungry. Yes we have programs here for them but it is not the help in sheltering that they need, it is mental stability that our soldiers need after years of tormented minds of what they have seen and had to do to keep us safe. Safe from what? Safe from what? From other countries battles that we feel the need to put our noses in? Safe from running out of oil? Safe from not being the country on top when it comes to military forces and weaponry? Here we go once again, we are going to put our men in a country who has already pledged our destruction if we do. Why are we doing this? Why are we going to set foot on soil that will in the end be the deathbeds of our own people? What is it that the government is not getting into their heads? These people have even threatened the rapes and deaths of our own Presidents children but yet he is steadfast on his trickery of our minds. I do however agree that this whole mess is like a double edged blade. If we go and fight these terrorist we are risking not only our lives but the lives of the innocent in Israel, Russia has already started their war with Israel with just our threats of going into Syria. Why are we being mislead and told that they would not do so unless we attack? It seems like we are left in the dark about many things. But on the other side of the blade we have to worry about not stepping in, if we do not step in then we have to worry about the chemical warfare being used on us. We would have to worry about every country "including our own" breaking the treaties that were set into play in the 90's to keep chemical warfare out of the game of wars. Yes I say games, these wars are started by men who feel less superior to other men or countries. They are almost like boys in gym class taking a peek to see who is the "bigger man". How sad that we all cannot just let each other be. We should not be forcing religion down each others throats! If these terrorist do not believe in god that is their business, they should not be killing off those who do just to give themselves more power over the very people that share their own bloodlines. None of this makes any kind of sense to me, but I am not alone. We as a country are tired of the wars, we are tired of our government going into other countries and forcing ourselves upon them. We are hated by so many now and we deserve it! Not you and me though, not the people who do not want to push ourselves on anyone else and crave for a peaceful life among all. Our own government is indeed our own worst enemy, at this point there is not much room to deny that any longer. Our soldiers proudly give up their lives to protect us, the sad thing is we need more protection by the very government who is suppose to be looking out for our best interest. How sad is it that they only play with our minds and futures instead of doing what they should be doing. They were not elected to cause our deaths, they were elected to protect us. If we go into war with Syria, we will see many more towers fall on our soil. There is no getting around it, we have made enemies with to many other countries now. We as American have to make a stand and band together, we have to stand as tall as the twin towers did before 9/11. We need to find our nobility and compassion once again, we do not want this war as we did not want many other wars in the past. We can be told all day long that our words matter to the government, but they do not. We can believe all day long that we are innocent and doing what we have to do, but we are not. We are doing what we are told to do, we believe what we are brainwashed to believe. I think it is time to make John Lennon's dreams come true, for they are the dreams for most of us also. "Imagine there is nothing to kill or die for", "Imagine all the people living life in peace". Words to live for, words that have touched many hearts for years and hopefully many years to come. We do not have to be dreamers people, anything is possible if we stand as one.
August 6, 2013
Meet the author press RELEASE
Five Year Old Death Book ReleaseDate: 07/06/13
Contact: Bathsheba Dailey
Fairytailbaby@gmail.com
Bathsheba Dailey was born in Baltimore Maryland, residing now in the Cabell County area where she has lived since she was fourteen years old. Divorced and with three children she decided to start a new life at the age of thirty three and went back to school for her business degree in management. She has two poetry books out on amazon called Soulful Writes and Soulful Writes part two and another two to be released in early fall. She has just completed her autobiography Five Year Old Death, released in late June. The book Five Year Old Death tells a story of overcoming abuse since she was a child and how her depression followed her through life into adulthood, making many bad decisions along the way. She has battled bulimia since she was sixteen using it as a tool to keep some sort of control over her life. She also battled an alcohol addiction after her divorce until the night she realized she was allowing her past dictate her future. Five Year Old Death walks you through her life and how she has found self-discovery in all of her negatives and positives.
“If you have the strength to stay, you have the power to leave” has been something she has always done even when it took years to do so. Running away from home at a very young age when the abuse became too much to handle was a blessing and torment at the same time. Life without the abuse was something new to her but she still lived it in her mind and allowed herself to be abused in her marriage for many years before she once again left the abuse behind. Even today when she feels like life is full of negatives she tries to remember that a new beginning is better than an old ending and that there is a positive in every negative. The battles of a battered mind are still a struggle in her everyday life but the hate and resentment she has carried through her life has subsided in a settling way. She has not covered up any of her own wrong doings because she wants people to see the true struggles of what abuse can cause even in the aftermath of it.
One reviewer says “After reading this story which is written from the heart of a child who suffered dreadful pain which has flowed on to adulthood, one could almost feel the terror she suffered and with no way out, it is a great book and well written.” Another said “As a victim of molestation, rape, physical and emotional abuse, I identified with a lot that the author tried to get across in this book. This is a moving and heartfelt story. It also goes to prove that children live what they learn. The authors hope was to at least reach one person and I want her to know that she did.” You can find Five Year Old Death on amazon.com or contact her E-mail address for signed copies. You can also find her on Facebook and her website http://Bathshebadailey.com
YOU CAN FIND HER BOOK BY FOLLOWING THIS LINK http://www.amazon.com/Five-Year-Death-Bathsheba-Dailey/dp/0615841325/ref=tmm_pap_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1372348001&sr=1-6
July 23, 2013
Bitch of the day
We are driven by what the media shares with us and take their words to heart. We are kept split because we are given two sides to the story and neither stories is the true story. We are given what they want to give us for their own ratings. Causing friction between races and countries! There is so much we are left in the dark about and we stupidly believe what we want to believe without researching and finding the truth out for ourselves. Are we lazy or do we enjoy war of the worlds and words? We need to stop allowing the media to fool us into believing them. We are fighting each other for the reasons that are fed to us.
We have all seen the news coverage on Trayvon and Zimmerman in the past months. How much have we really seen though? Too much but sadly enough we have only been fed parts of the story. Why? Why have we not hard the whole story from beginning to end? Why are we fighting each other? Why, well because we have only been given the card that spells this is a race thing. That is what makes ratings go up for the media. Why would they not go into full detail? The truth is not a seller that is why.
I have seen the pictures of the confrontation and I have more than one view on this story, but in the end my words and yours will not matter because we are not putting money in the pockets of companies who do not care about what is right and what is wrong.
First off Trayvon was a kid who got mixed up in things that he should not have! That is a fact! He went to the store and bought tea we were told, tea and skittles. How could that be wrong? Well what we did not hear was what kind of tea. Why does that matter? Well in words it matters because the judge and lawyers did not want to mention it because they ironically did not want to hear the race card. It was Arizona watermelon fruit juice cocktail, this drink with skittles and cough syrup makes a drink called lean. It is not a drug but it does cause a high that makes people see and do things that is out of the norm for them. He had been in trouble for being violent in the past months that led up to the event. At the young age of seventeen his liver was already showing signs of what this drink was doing to his body. Why did we not hear about this? Why has it just come out now? This is facts not speculations! Why did we not know this young man was committing robberies and the evidence was found in his school locker? The media and courts did not want us to know the whole story is why! They want to stir emotions in everyone with just half a story! Why were we not told that Zimmerman had fought for a colored man that had been pushed down to the ground for no reason by a police officer? As a matter of fact he even hung fliers until the police officer was suspended for his actions when everyone else had turned their cheek ignoring what had happened. Why were we not told about this? Well the media knew what would sell, that was turning races against each other for their own gain.
Did any of Trayvon’s past actions give Zimmerman a reason to kill this child? Well of course not because he did not know this kid before that night so there is no way he could know of this child’s past actions! He was following a kid who was scared and had no idea why he was being followed. Wouldn’t we all defend ourselves or would we allow someone to commit bodily harm to us? The fact remains that this kid was doing nothing wrong at the time of his death but defending himself against someone who he did not know. Zimmerman was not in a police car? He was following someone and telling them to stop for no reason known to this child and yes I said child. He was not an adult! You cannot use someone’s past to defend actions of the present. If this was true then I could go and follow around my rapist and kill them and say “he raped me a long time ago” so I was defending myself! It does not matter what this kid done in his past, it matters what he was doing at the time of his murder, which was walking! Maybe we all need to stay home at night so we do not get murdered for taking a walk past dark.
What we should be upset about is the fact that this man should not have been allowed to use the “stand your ground” defense. He started the confrontation and got his butt beat for harassing someone “in their own mind”. We should learn that the police are there for a reason, we DO NOT take the law into our own hands! We should be upset over all the cases “not just this one” where people are allowed to use such a defense when not warranted and then others who should be allowed to use it cannot. That is the big picture that everyone is ignoring. Or that the fact that the media has started a frenzy that was built on lies just to give them high ratings. We see it all of the time. We get mad at each other and other countries even because of something we are being only told in halves. We go to war and murder thousands for them defending themselves, but that is not the story we are told. Did we not go and defend ourselves when the towers were destroyed and thousands of people lost their lives? What we ignore is the fact that we were there for years trying to control what was not ours to control. The media and government have us right where they want us, in their corner. Right now we are being held hostage by ourselves. We hate each other because we do not KNOW each other, we only know what we are told and we make the mistake of believing what we are told. Because of this, wars will always be fought; lives taken will always be just money in the pockets of the government and media. We are allowing ourselves to be fooled, instead of enlightened. We are allowing ourselves to hate, instead of love. There are many wars to be fought, but for the truth and humanity. Not for the lies we are being told. Until we smarten up we will be just what they want us to be, their prisoners.
We have all seen the news coverage on Trayvon and Zimmerman in the past months. How much have we really seen though? Too much but sadly enough we have only been fed parts of the story. Why? Why have we not hard the whole story from beginning to end? Why are we fighting each other? Why, well because we have only been given the card that spells this is a race thing. That is what makes ratings go up for the media. Why would they not go into full detail? The truth is not a seller that is why.
I have seen the pictures of the confrontation and I have more than one view on this story, but in the end my words and yours will not matter because we are not putting money in the pockets of companies who do not care about what is right and what is wrong.
First off Trayvon was a kid who got mixed up in things that he should not have! That is a fact! He went to the store and bought tea we were told, tea and skittles. How could that be wrong? Well what we did not hear was what kind of tea. Why does that matter? Well in words it matters because the judge and lawyers did not want to mention it because they ironically did not want to hear the race card. It was Arizona watermelon fruit juice cocktail, this drink with skittles and cough syrup makes a drink called lean. It is not a drug but it does cause a high that makes people see and do things that is out of the norm for them. He had been in trouble for being violent in the past months that led up to the event. At the young age of seventeen his liver was already showing signs of what this drink was doing to his body. Why did we not hear about this? Why has it just come out now? This is facts not speculations! Why did we not know this young man was committing robberies and the evidence was found in his school locker? The media and courts did not want us to know the whole story is why! They want to stir emotions in everyone with just half a story! Why were we not told that Zimmerman had fought for a colored man that had been pushed down to the ground for no reason by a police officer? As a matter of fact he even hung fliers until the police officer was suspended for his actions when everyone else had turned their cheek ignoring what had happened. Why were we not told about this? Well the media knew what would sell, that was turning races against each other for their own gain.
Did any of Trayvon’s past actions give Zimmerman a reason to kill this child? Well of course not because he did not know this kid before that night so there is no way he could know of this child’s past actions! He was following a kid who was scared and had no idea why he was being followed. Wouldn’t we all defend ourselves or would we allow someone to commit bodily harm to us? The fact remains that this kid was doing nothing wrong at the time of his death but defending himself against someone who he did not know. Zimmerman was not in a police car? He was following someone and telling them to stop for no reason known to this child and yes I said child. He was not an adult! You cannot use someone’s past to defend actions of the present. If this was true then I could go and follow around my rapist and kill them and say “he raped me a long time ago” so I was defending myself! It does not matter what this kid done in his past, it matters what he was doing at the time of his murder, which was walking! Maybe we all need to stay home at night so we do not get murdered for taking a walk past dark.
What we should be upset about is the fact that this man should not have been allowed to use the “stand your ground” defense. He started the confrontation and got his butt beat for harassing someone “in their own mind”. We should learn that the police are there for a reason, we DO NOT take the law into our own hands! We should be upset over all the cases “not just this one” where people are allowed to use such a defense when not warranted and then others who should be allowed to use it cannot. That is the big picture that everyone is ignoring. Or that the fact that the media has started a frenzy that was built on lies just to give them high ratings. We see it all of the time. We get mad at each other and other countries even because of something we are being only told in halves. We go to war and murder thousands for them defending themselves, but that is not the story we are told. Did we not go and defend ourselves when the towers were destroyed and thousands of people lost their lives? What we ignore is the fact that we were there for years trying to control what was not ours to control. The media and government have us right where they want us, in their corner. Right now we are being held hostage by ourselves. We hate each other because we do not KNOW each other, we only know what we are told and we make the mistake of believing what we are told. Because of this, wars will always be fought; lives taken will always be just money in the pockets of the government and media. We are allowing ourselves to be fooled, instead of enlightened. We are allowing ourselves to hate, instead of love. There are many wars to be fought, but for the truth and humanity. Not for the lies we are being told. Until we smarten up we will be just what they want us to be, their prisoners.
July 21, 2013
Bitch of the day
You cannot help but find certain things funny. People rushing about worried about things, throwing away life for what can be lost so easily. Main bitch today would be my ex and all men who allow woman to run their lives. They lose their children to please others and then bitch when the children do not want any contact anymore with them. If a man is not man enough to love and take care of his children just because some worthless bitch has no heart and is jealous over them then there is two things you can do. One leave her dumb ass or two stop bitching about your kids not wanting anything to do with you. You caused it, you gave up children that you brought into the world for things! If you are not man enough to see that and understand it then you deserve everything you get that you caused. This goes for all men who pick a woman over their children, all men who see a new life with a female that does no include their children. All men who can so easily throw that away without any real thought into what they are doing. They are not only cowards but heartless, they are greedy for the quite life that they worry children will interfere with. DO NOT BITCH OVER SOMETHING YOU CAUSED! And DO NOT allow a dumb worthless bitch to be the birdie in your ear telling you that it does not matter because you have her children! If you are one of these men then maybe you need to reflect on the way you felt when your children were born, the way that just seeing you would brighten their little faces and cause a giggle from their lips. There is no one no matter what they can give you that is worth the loss of your children, NO ONE. Unless of course you are one of these men who find pleasure in putting your family aside for another. If you are you will one day live in hell, whether here on earth when you do want contact with your children or down below when God sees that you turned your back on your own creation! Simple as that, no one can stop you from seeing or having a relationship with your children unless you are not man enough to fight them! If you are not man enough to take care of your children with a heart then just maybe you should not have had them. The most cherishing things in life is what cannot be bought. Love! Affection! Understanding of who you are no matter what! None of these things can be bought, meaning if you are a real man, none of them can be taken from you!
July 19, 2013
June 1, 2013
FIVE YEAR OLD DEATH IS FINALLY DONE, HERE IS THE DEDICATION
This book is dedicated to my three daughters who have put up with a whole lot of schooling and writing the past three years. I love them more than all the words in the world could ever express. It is also dedicated to my three best friends that I have the pleasure of knowing Face to face, Mary Byassee Jones, Myla Bush and Dakota Miller. They have been here for me through a whole lot and I am thankful to call them my friends. It is also dedicated to my foster parents who did not have to be parents to me if they had chosen not to be. As always no matter what this book is also dedicated to Earnest Beckelheimer for making me see the person that I could become instead of living as the person who could never go anywhere. You will always be in my heart no matter how many miles separate us; the stars really did lead me to you even if it was only to learn important life lessons. I would also like to dedicate this book to my far away friends that I may never meet face to face but that have always been here for me when I needed someone to talk to. They are as important to me as my face to face friends, Selina Ahnert, Luna Phoenix, Bob Dunbar and Henry Arce. More importantly this book is dedicated to a life not understood but worth living. Without the bad and good of life there would have never been a book to write, lessons to be learned, love and my beautiful three girls.
I have one more dedication but there is a short story behind it so I left him last. I not only love to write and read other writers work but I love artwork of all kinds. Well one day I was strolling along looking at artwork online and I come across a profile of someone who wrote and showed off artist, so of course I requested him because that was the better of two worlds. I became a stalker of his profile and meant some really great artist! I finally had the privilege of going onto his blog and reading what has to be the most beautiful writings I have ever read in my life and to think a man was behind such beauty was even more shocking. I was like a little stalker now and could not wait to read what else he put out, I am still mad he deleted his blog “bad boy bad boy”. I even wrote a short poem about him a couple years ago “lol” something about his writing really touched me like no other writers have.
“I am mesmerized by the melody I hear, the words that I read so beautifully ringing in my ears, lingering in my heart. I am spellbound by the image I see, a dark man with beautiful raised angel wings. Mesmerized by everything said to me, why do the tears shed from me? Thoughts running through my mind, so sure his eyes are dark as the night’s sky! Heart pounds to see his name, what is it that makes me want to see his face. I can imagine it is bronzed by the sun, a hue that glistens when shined upon. Words that are used from his sweet mind coming from his heart, I am sure another could never be so sweetly defined. What is it that keeps drawing me to this beautiful place, looking upon his wings I long to see his face.”
Now this man could be eighty years old for all that I know but that is what makes him so intriguing! Anyway to the part of why he is the reason I wrote this book and finally faced all of my demons. One night I was very depressed and aggravated with my life and for the most part I was probably feeling sorry for myself. I cannot remember what made me and this guy start talking unless it was a poem or something but we did. I was telling him of the night before and how bright it was outside but yet I could not find the moon and how beautiful I thought that was. He had earlier in the day called me an “evil pop tart: in a joking way on a status and I had found that funny but I wanted to know why I was an evil pop tart. He proceeded to tell me I was an evil pop tart but also a perky pants depending on the day or time. He said that it was like two people were inside of me fighting to control the other one. I was sometimes outgoing and then other times I was dark and depressed, he of course is one of the very few people who knew I had the alter ego “Sinfully Alive” so he knew what he was talking about. I realized that the people closest to me seen that but not a stranger who I only knew online so I was shocked. He told me that I wanted to be perky pants and that was the person he knew deep down that I wanted to be but evil pop tart was always there. He said I needed to be one or the other and let the other go. Then he said something very confusing to me and lord knows it does not take much to confuse me. He said I needed to die in order to live, how crazy is that. I asked him to explain but of course he told me that I would have to figure that out for myself. I went to bed that night very drunk and wondering about the meaning to his statement. I woke up in the middle of the night and repeated what he had said to me “In order to live you must die”! I do not know if I took it the way that he meant but I took it as I needed to stop living in my past and live for my future. The only way that I could do that was by doing what I do best “write”. I had wrote a poem about a year before named “Five Year Old Death” and for some reason as soon as I thought about writing this book that poem hit me in the face so that is what I decided to name the book. So thank you for your guidance and cleverness in your words that night Garapan. I will probably never see your face but I have seen your heart and beauty!
Other books by Bathsheba Dailey are, Hearts and souls poetry book, The unhidden reflections of the heart, Soulful writes, Soulful writes part two. You can find all of her poetry books on amazon. Soon to come books are “Scadoxus Multiflorus”, a book of poetry featuring her alter ego “SinfullyAlive” and “Sinfully Becoming” a novel that is also featuring her alter ego “Sinfully Alive”. She also has another poetry book of her written work and two romance novels in the works for later upcoming dates.
I have one more dedication but there is a short story behind it so I left him last. I not only love to write and read other writers work but I love artwork of all kinds. Well one day I was strolling along looking at artwork online and I come across a profile of someone who wrote and showed off artist, so of course I requested him because that was the better of two worlds. I became a stalker of his profile and meant some really great artist! I finally had the privilege of going onto his blog and reading what has to be the most beautiful writings I have ever read in my life and to think a man was behind such beauty was even more shocking. I was like a little stalker now and could not wait to read what else he put out, I am still mad he deleted his blog “bad boy bad boy”. I even wrote a short poem about him a couple years ago “lol” something about his writing really touched me like no other writers have.
“I am mesmerized by the melody I hear, the words that I read so beautifully ringing in my ears, lingering in my heart. I am spellbound by the image I see, a dark man with beautiful raised angel wings. Mesmerized by everything said to me, why do the tears shed from me? Thoughts running through my mind, so sure his eyes are dark as the night’s sky! Heart pounds to see his name, what is it that makes me want to see his face. I can imagine it is bronzed by the sun, a hue that glistens when shined upon. Words that are used from his sweet mind coming from his heart, I am sure another could never be so sweetly defined. What is it that keeps drawing me to this beautiful place, looking upon his wings I long to see his face.”
Now this man could be eighty years old for all that I know but that is what makes him so intriguing! Anyway to the part of why he is the reason I wrote this book and finally faced all of my demons. One night I was very depressed and aggravated with my life and for the most part I was probably feeling sorry for myself. I cannot remember what made me and this guy start talking unless it was a poem or something but we did. I was telling him of the night before and how bright it was outside but yet I could not find the moon and how beautiful I thought that was. He had earlier in the day called me an “evil pop tart: in a joking way on a status and I had found that funny but I wanted to know why I was an evil pop tart. He proceeded to tell me I was an evil pop tart but also a perky pants depending on the day or time. He said that it was like two people were inside of me fighting to control the other one. I was sometimes outgoing and then other times I was dark and depressed, he of course is one of the very few people who knew I had the alter ego “Sinfully Alive” so he knew what he was talking about. I realized that the people closest to me seen that but not a stranger who I only knew online so I was shocked. He told me that I wanted to be perky pants and that was the person he knew deep down that I wanted to be but evil pop tart was always there. He said I needed to be one or the other and let the other go. Then he said something very confusing to me and lord knows it does not take much to confuse me. He said I needed to die in order to live, how crazy is that. I asked him to explain but of course he told me that I would have to figure that out for myself. I went to bed that night very drunk and wondering about the meaning to his statement. I woke up in the middle of the night and repeated what he had said to me “In order to live you must die”! I do not know if I took it the way that he meant but I took it as I needed to stop living in my past and live for my future. The only way that I could do that was by doing what I do best “write”. I had wrote a poem about a year before named “Five Year Old Death” and for some reason as soon as I thought about writing this book that poem hit me in the face so that is what I decided to name the book. So thank you for your guidance and cleverness in your words that night Garapan. I will probably never see your face but I have seen your heart and beauty!
Other books by Bathsheba Dailey are, Hearts and souls poetry book, The unhidden reflections of the heart, Soulful writes, Soulful writes part two. You can find all of her poetry books on amazon. Soon to come books are “Scadoxus Multiflorus”, a book of poetry featuring her alter ego “SinfullyAlive” and “Sinfully Becoming” a novel that is also featuring her alter ego “Sinfully Alive”. She also has another poetry book of her written work and two romance novels in the works for later upcoming dates.
May 22, 2013
May 22nd, 2013
You wake up of a morning and thoughts run wild upon your memories of yesterday. You convince yourself that you are put here for one thing and one thing only and that is something that you will discover when the time is right and it is laid right in front of you. You laugh and even cry remembering all the tracks of life you have walked. You feel the passion of your greatest love wash over your body reminding you of every print it left behind. You try to forget all the tears that were shed, as the salt from them still linger on your lips for remembrance. Searching the shadows for the lost, pushing away what can still be found in your everyday life. It seems the past haunts your futures dreams with dictations of what you want but are not allowed. You sit alone in the dark remembering and wanting it so badly but yet you are to scared of change and the words of another that you find unhappiness on the sleeve which should only carry a smile and heart. Everyday you feel like you are on battleground, and the fight is only within yourself. You beg for the strength you so gracefully gave another, but yet come up short on the crossroad. You have seen it, smelled it, felt it, breathed it, tasted it, you have felt the empowerment of real love and left it in regards to fear. You shallowly fall into a game of wits, you allow yourself to believe you are not worth the fight and die within yourself. Growing old where you stand you wish for the long ago days that only you can retrieve in the strength you buried with your dreams. You battle the fight knowing that winning is your only option, or you live life the only way that you know how, unhappily! Everyone says we are put on earth for one thing and one thing only and that we are to wait for it to find us when the TIME IS RIGHT, maybe just maybe we have found what we were put on earth for but our own fear causes us to look the other way. There are those moments that can never be forgotten, like the pointed out big dipper in the dead of night by the one that matters the most as they sit miles away but yet you find it like they were standing right beside you. Its that connection that makes you believe what is right and what is wrong. At the same time it is that connection that scares the hell out of you, the fear of it being broken leaves you alone and hollow. You make your choice and go the other way hoping that you can find at least part if that connection, where it will never be found! You find yourself in a safety net of protection, walls are built and dreams are diminished. You watch as others live their lives to the fullest, emptiness finds you laying yourself to bed with a swallow of poison.
