Open your mind
to the possibilities inside
all the wonders and joy
that you like to hide
all those impossible moments
you would never have felt
if you’d just let yourself
stay on that shelf
if you’d never allowed
yourself to feel
all the happy moments
that can be real
you’d still be sitting there
alone and crying
so unhappy
thinking of dying
if you’d never allowed
yourself to believe
that you could let
yourself truly live.
© 21/07/2015.
Showing posts with label belief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label belief. Show all posts
Wednesday, 22 July 2015
Living
Labels:
alone,
belief,
crying,
dying,
happiness,
joy,
living,
loneliness,
memories,
pain,
possibilities,
unhappiness,
wonders
Monday, 13 July 2015
A Sea Dream
Smells and sounds
fluidity, the ocean
beauty abounds
caught up in the motion
of pure devotion
Caressing my skin
as I let you in
and fall at your feet
to set myself free
For a single moment
I believe.
© 06/07/2015.
fluidity, the ocean
beauty abounds
caught up in the motion
of pure devotion
Caressing my skin
as I let you in
and fall at your feet
to set myself free
For a single moment
I believe.
© 06/07/2015.
Monday, 24 February 2014
Fragile Promises
He came to me
with words made of glass
full of unfulfillable promises
They shone brightly in his light
blinding me with their beauty
He placed them in my hands
with a kiss and a gentle caress –
I believed.
But then he turned away
and once the light was gone
they shattered
Hundreds of tiny shards
cut into my flesh
leaving raw and bloody wounds.
If only I'd believed harder
treated them with more care
but none of it was enough
fragile as they were.
He never returned
but the scars remain
reminders of my broken dreams.
© 08/01/2014.
with words made of glass
full of unfulfillable promises
They shone brightly in his light
blinding me with their beauty
He placed them in my hands
with a kiss and a gentle caress –
I believed.
But then he turned away
and once the light was gone
they shattered
Hundreds of tiny shards
cut into my flesh
leaving raw and bloody wounds.
If only I'd believed harder
treated them with more care
but none of it was enough
fragile as they were.
He never returned
but the scars remain
reminders of my broken dreams.
© 08/01/2014.
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