When hurt enters your life and people ask the famous question...why are you so quiet? but they don't hear the voices on the inside tiring the mind to the point where you yourself want to exit and find some peace of mind.
If you could read my mind you would understand my outer silence.
For most of my life, I've had the luxury of learning who I could trust and who I could not. It became very clear that my greatest power came from severing the chords between those who wished me harm and those whose intention was to truly uphold me.
1. Being alone is not the same as being lonely and sometimes life requires you to step and make choices, even if no one else is with you. Many times we rely on the opinions of others to validate our life choices but at the end of the day those people are not in your skin and although they can give you plenty of suggestions when it comes down to it, you are the one who has to live with every decision that you make. Ask for advice and seek help i...
On the hillside, the sun soars a high, leaving me behind.
The trees whisper into the breeze, casting their unheard voices into the skies.
Bound to this grave, I'm no longer a place in mind.
The clouds came to pass my gaze, not giving sight to my pondering haze.
leaves float adrift, will the skies give a rise to my fallen mind?
Many seasons had changed, but here I remain still deepened.
The sun overhead, envelopes a glimmer of red.
With it's shining might, it turns away.
It leaves without a goodbye, as a dimming light.
The land deepens it's misshapen blues.
I speak of red, it's all that is left, as the last to be said.
The skies now not so bright, have always had this darkened shape upon my ...
When dark clouds of pain looms,
When heart shudders like thunder,
When ego casts its shadow in lightning,
Tears veil up as rain,
And drops fall down as we cry.
In profound moments of deep silence,
That rain offers to everyone,
A little sadness comes alongside.
As the falling pearls hit the earth,
A lovely fragrance fills us,
Enveloping us in a serene mood
And a little sunshine follows through.
Every moment is an experience
It is the nature.
My heart, Why do you shy away from this?
Savor it and see the sunshine !
The truth can hurt.. but it is also the beginning of the healing process.
Struggling for air as
I'm drowning in puddles of
Tears and left for dead.
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Something that has not come to my lips,
Just peeks through my eyes.
It teases me .. sometimes you.
It seeks few words,
It wraps around a voice,
And tries to kiss my lips.
It remains a feeling.
Like a sweet fragrance floating in the air.
A fragrance that indulges you and me.
It can be still.
Like the calmness of deep blue ocean.
Where everything inside us feels alive.
Nothing is hidden in this world.
Except this one.
A secret within the depths of me.
Revealed on;y to you.
She walked out of a hair salon, more confident than when she walked in, but as she exited the building...
anxiety sank in...
Her wig began to itch...
She didn’t feel the same.
She knew she was changing...
She tried to ignore the pain.
Three weeks into treatment, her hair begun to shed...
Her hair line had gotten wider... The ache of her scalp drove her insane.
She made a tough decision...
She chose to shave her head....
But before they swept up the last of her past,
she grabbed a lock of her hair,
and clutched it tight in her hand. Held it close to her heart...
And whispered to herself....
I will win this battle, I know I will struggle, but in the end I will rejoice and find my “ne...
If our thoughts we did trace,
Many of would actually see-
We hope to create a better place
Where all creatures can be free!
Whenever I talk to someone...they leave in btw the conversation..
Yea I am always real n frank.
Don't know how to pretend things.
Something was killing her inside... with every second she was losing a part of herself that wanted to smile. She wanted to be the magnificent color of love and happiness in his life but he was cruel enough to show her the door pushing her out of his life.
Love was madness to her but it turned out to be sadness for her...
Why do we hold anger but let go of love, why do remember the bad but so quickly forget the good, we want to grow and nurture but we stand in judgement of each other, I have lost all hope in love it's only as good as a festive season.
There is no unconditional love only conditions we place onto love
when you keep getting annoyed
look for me
even on days filled with sorrow ,anxiety
come to me
all the things that bother you
hurt you and make you cry and suffer
share with me
there is no use on crying ,getting angry
when things don't go as planned
take a deep breathe
and remember all the sweet memories we share and the bond we have
just like a lock and key
I barely opened one eye and hoped the view wouldn’t be the nightmare I’d become too used to seeing. but there it was, the darkness called Life was still very much there and another dawn reminded me that no sleep would let me escape it—even, I, Death herself, am too afraid to wake it.
Gemnah Maley Bray
Find Your Anchor!
Bigger than Your Jobs,
Bigger than your Hobbies,
Bigger than your past times,
And even Bigger than your Family,
Find that Anchor for Yourself
Make it a Centre of "why I matter?"
Then Build your Life around that Centre
That Centre is Your Roots &
That Centre is your Destination
It's both Your Beginning & Ending
But You Need to Have an Anchor!!
I look back on the picture
And wonder what went wrong,
Where would we be now,
And if it could all be different somehow...
I can’t throw it away
(I won’t throw it away)
It’s my favorite part of our love story
That picture, is a still moment, capturing everything that was and everything that could be
I kiss your face and tell you I miss you
But you’re a thousands miles away
And you’re only just a picture