One of the most frustrating things is having the people that you love dearly just keep making decisions that prevent their progress in life. And it isn’t the fact that they don’t realize it because they do. And when faced with reality, their anger and blame surfaces. Now there are times when progress seems toContinue reading “Why Breathe”
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Fuel for the Journey
Keep your head up. Often, it may seem like your goal/reward is a long way out of reach or may never occur. Keep pushing. Sometimes the journey can feel like it’s a series of battles and obstacles, often fought alone, while trying to remain a positive, loving, and helpful person. Keep pushing. Your hard workContinue reading “Fuel for the Journey”
I am calling you love
The urge…to talk to him but…I am unable The urge..to write because I am unable to talk..but I do not write..nor speak The urge…to write but I do not like the penmanship…so I sit here and type But I won’t type much because I really want to walk…but my legs are tired Walking and prayingContinue reading “I am calling you love”
Gotta back up off it …
Sometimes it is hard to suppress what you feel when you experience something so real It is hard not to run toward a light that shines so bright It triggers a smile within your heart leaving you wondering where to start to heal and release so your soul gains peace long enough to figure outContinue reading “Gotta back up off it …”
Inhale. Exhale. Breathe. What is life, if not living? Love. Live. Namaste.
Painful Truths Snippet
Truth. Pain. Pain. Truth. I. You’re Gone! She read the obituary and spoke your name. Shock. 25 yrs old. Too soon. No Story Ever Told. 3 weeks No Sleep. I couldn’t shake your lifeless image. No further on that. II. I’m death’s messenger. Strong Resume. Presently grateful to not be summed for service. Deliver ofContinue reading “Painful Truths Snippet”
Chasing Cupid …perhaps
One word: YOU! You make me wonder what love would look like without fear of pain, or neglect. Would it be dripping hair, and open mouths kissing in the rain? Would It resemble a wise old soul displaying wrinkles of memories? Maybe love would resemble peace, like its displayed upon your face when you’re asleep.Continue reading “Chasing Cupid …perhaps”
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