Until Death Do Me and Words Part: (I Live to Write Another Day.)

By Myteis Usall

My umbrella that cloaks me from the rain.
My flower that never dies.
My breeze that’s never shy.
Love you always just but, blow me away.
What is this?

Life is full of love and hate; good and bad. Through all our experiences, struggles, joys, and heartache, we eventually realize that life is not comprised of just our story, but instead the stories of everyone around us as well.

While reflecting on his views and personal experiences, Myteis Usall shares a collection of moving free verse that explores a variety of topics and emotions that address the seasons of life, the never-ending struggles of the working who love life, the ups and downs of love gained and lost, the influence of nature on our journeys forward, and the blessings of family, faith, and the cycle of life.

Until Death Do Me and Words Part is a volume of poems that explores one man’s back seat view as he travels around many different life experiences and learns that life is full of valuable and invaluable lessons that he deemed worth sharing.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Archway Publishing
• Release date: Jul 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9781480890411

Myteis Usall

His name details a message all on it’s own. He’s no novelist or book scholar. He was born and raised in the great hoosier state of Indiana. He joined the military right out of high school, learned a trade and now makes a decent living with a career he can appreciate. He’s just a regular guy that wanted to share his journal with you and show others around the world that if the words are inside you to just let them out because you never know who you might help with your words.

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Contents

Preface

Journal Entry 1

Season’s Greetings

O Kindness Has Not Come Yet

Fighting to Learn

Lottery Ticket Blues

Eye in the Sky

One Full Cup of Love

The Dehumanized Species

Lust Donor

Wedding Jitters

Away Love Leaves

Heart Attacks

After Life

Tread Carefully

Phone Interview

Mama’s Will

Rehab Me

Why I Slave

Sugar Lips

Prayer for Me

My Son

From Rest to Peace

Sleep-Study Disclosure

Emotional

The Oldest

Do Flowers Speak?

A Pirate’s Chest

Testimony

Missed Connection

Borderline Crazy

The Pain That Dilutes Me

The Gray Section

Infection

Over the Road

Loan for a Life

Mirror Me

Sixtieth Floor

Staying Focused

The Unborn

Soul Is Body Is Mind

Time Capsule

Brokenhearted

Out of Reach

Wish Granted

Heart in Mind

Generations Of Us

Darkness Steals Light

Guardian Angel

The Cry of a Believer

Prom Date

Evidence

Orphanage

Journey to Heaven

The Pain That Dilutes the Individual

Ruth

Renewed

I Won’t Say

If Change Could Speak, Not Coin

No Reality

Changed by His Blood

Mind Over Atmosphere

I’m Bananas for You

New, Clear Warfare

Making Up to Do

Instead

Wake-Up Calls

Life Lesson

Lover’s Quarrel

Unconditional Love

Frightened by Faith

No Nuts, No Glory

Journal Entry 2

Life Savers’ Bait

It Takes a Little

Death to Suffering

Waiting for July

Mind Therapist Therapy

Devoted Marriage v. Guilty Conscience

Apparently Junkies

Approval

Time in Mind Zone

Spiritual Sense

Evol Evil

First-Class Dreams

Leave My Wife

Today’s Prayer, Tomorrow’s Antidote

Breaking Up Eloping

Judas Love

Journal Entry 3

Epilogue

Author Biography

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dedicate this book to my family and friends for all that we’ve been through and all the love and pain we share. Also to everyone who has survived the struggle, those who are still struggling, and to those we lost in the struggle that is life as we live and breathe today.

Dare to imagine life can be better, and maybe we can live

through your imagination.

Preface

Here are some of the happy and sad beginnings and endings of life, love, and choices good and bad. Welcome to a place where there is a thin line between science and religion. A place where some believe spiritually, while others only believe emotionally and physically in what they can see. There are so many outcomes of an imagination gone wrong or right who’s to say how you choose to use it. Who can relate to the truth? Be careful who you play dare with, especially when you play with you.

Journal Entry 1

Dear who ever reads me,

Forgive me now as I only wish not to frighten you with the facts that I am about to share with you in our journal. I only wish that I could leave my hopes with you, but instead, fire consumes them for their richness has only been tainted by the smoke and flames of what is left of our world.

I pray for rain to clear the flames that my hopes have been burned alive in. My tears have lost all meaning. I’ve watched these continuous cycles destroy, alter, and even set back my loved ones as well as many others from a better life.

I hurt because I share their pain for not even blindness can cause one to unsee it. I find that there is so much good with potential to be better, but the potential is lacking here and being destroyed daily, yet still fighting to grow.

Time does not take the bird’s wings from the bird for bird and wings are one together. The dinosaur cannot die if the fossils are real as the truth cannot die unless we forget. The caterpillar transforms into a butterfly.

Bad memories tell tales that never die, so then how can we hold on to the good ones when we forget to remember that good exists but, keep the bad alive? How do we transform from this? What will be our butterfly?

Season’s Greetings

Postcards are just pictures, while

fall filters as its leaves debris.

Why does winter wonder for summer and spring?

Cries of April showers, the rain.

She cries for sunshine, but

gray clouds restrain.

While the sun is setting, horizons fall.

The moon replaces, the earth revolves.

Eclipsed to see the sunrise blinds those who gaze too long, but

the moon shines easily on the skyline, where eyes may gaze all night long.

Spring sings fresh tunes every early morning and

brings new blossoms to everything.

The white winter covers are erased by evergreen.

The hot summer sun comes and dries up all the rain as

the sun returns life on to every living plain.

This process has repeated for years and will for years to come.

The seasons are complete in the knowledge of knowing exactly who they are.

No one can change them for

life can only adapt to the way they are.

So as the seasons greet, all that life can do is wait, prepare,

admire, stand and stare in awe as the seasons pass us by in, Hello, and, So long, but we’ll be back tomorrow.

O Kindness Has Not Come Yet

My heart is where?

I dare not tell

my heart is where

for someone somewhere.

I could wake a

silent night for

the love of someone somewhere.

The powers that

smile on a virtuous love

so sweetly smile

on someone somewhere.

Save me from danger,

and keep her free.

Send me safely my summer.

Where is she?

I have paddled through

the sea that burns red

until the morning sun set

and dawned again.

My summer is still not

here. Where is she?

I look to the blue

skies and wait.

O kindness has not come, yet

my love for spring must come

first for me to see your face.

Fighting to Learn

Raised in the urban hood only blocks from the ghetto, geared to fight becomes instinct while gang wars are won by guns, fights, and fist of unity. Kids my age are too afraid to come to school with fear replacing room for improving intellect. Unhappily here, nonetheless, the stress is no help but aids in increasing defenses when battles await lunchtime recess, and the playground is only a perimeter fence. Every day was a constant struggle to study through these conditions. So many days with tragic endings, kids missing, and no nurse to love you, only a long line awaiting assistance. Hospital care became a parent’s despair past what a call or what the school nurse could do for you. No bumps or bruises, broken bones instead, hospital beds, cuts, contusions. So much confusion in the war at school, where learning is a struggle but also fearing the next day to come is too. Recovered and moved, transferred from school to school, to a place where nonviolence is applauded and approved. A place where education is the only thing you have to fight for while improving your mind to consciously fast-forward to making all your goals come true. Now looking back to see everything gone, been through, and over, parents happy, life’s good, and one more good day to a good end at no more school. Walking across the stage to receive all honors with good grades with a smile, happy and proud that graduation finally became a dream come true.

Lottery Ticket Blues

Just winning to lose, I’m so confused about the outcome of my day, so instead I just work and try not to complain. My bills are due, and my check from work is two long weeks away. Bills I just paid, now the same bills are due, so I just play my numbers and go to work another day, hoping my luck one day comes through.Hard work is no game, no gain if