For the first time in so long I woke up and felt peace.
Real peace, a strange feeling of calmness, like the ocean was all around me.
The feeling of positivity is setting in, and I know that everything
usually does work out for the best.
It's so easy to get stuck in the same place, continue the same cycles
Making major life changes is hard.
I think even the people who reach a point in their life where they feel
an all over contentment, get stuck.
Today I'm so thankful for what I have, and I'm ready to do the work to reach my highest goals.
I no longer want the easy road, the road that leads to future disappointment.
It may be a journey, but this is the fork in the road and I'm taking the high one.
Strength is so deep inside us, and always there when we need it.
I'm reaching inside and pulling it out
Breathing deep and letting it go.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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Sunday, March 14, 2010
simple breezes of life
given away at birth
two brothers taken by the dark
a father erased by god
two mothers lost to pain
sisters who cant feel life
love given to a broken soul
beautiful girls
angles to fill the whole
another chance lost to lies
here i am
nothing left
simple breezes given and taken by life
two brothers taken by the dark
a father erased by god
two mothers lost to pain
sisters who cant feel life
love given to a broken soul
beautiful girls
angles to fill the whole
another chance lost to lies
here i am
nothing left
simple breezes given and taken by life
Labels:
broken hearts,
children,
loss,
love,
pain
Obsolete
Learning
The only thing I really have is me
Until there's nothing left but floating fragments in the sea
Little more of a loaner than meets the eye
To many people just crowd life
Learning
To hold my tongue
to let go of distress
Trying to find a refuge from the chaos
Unsure if there's such a place
Or such a reason
Or a thing called grace
The only thing I really have is me
Until there's nothing left but floating fragments in the sea
Little more of a loaner than meets the eye
To many people just crowd life
Learning
To hold my tongue
to let go of distress
Trying to find a refuge from the chaos
Unsure if there's such a place
Or such a reason
Or a thing called grace
Thursday, March 11, 2010
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