Wednesday, 29 January 2014
Tuesday, 28 January 2014
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Wednesday, 22 January 2014
Negatively Positive
Failures are merely more memorable experiences
Perfection is the edit button in your head that sometimes needs to go on pause
Tears are necessary to detoxify the soul
A good cry indicates that you are still alive and not living dead
Pain is strength being tested
I haven’t lost my way; my directions have just changed
An answer need not be further than in your gut
Disappointments are a reminder to make new appointments
A Monday is as beautiful as a Sunday, for they both promise a new Day
I’m not upset with you; I’m merely getting to know you better
Perfection is the edit button in your head that sometimes needs to go on pause
Tears are necessary to detoxify the soul
A good cry indicates that you are still alive and not living dead
Pain is strength being tested
I haven’t lost my way; my directions have just changed
An answer need not be further than in your gut
Disappointments are a reminder to make new appointments
A Monday is as beautiful as a Sunday, for they both promise a new Day
I’m not upset with you; I’m merely getting to know you better
Thursday, 9 January 2014
Tears (Inspired by a character from the film "12 Years A Slave")
A salty warmth
Trickles down her cheeks
Words on tip
Curl back in
Shivery spasms
Tighten her lips
A waterfall of hurt
Heavy lids
Glassy eyes
Her soul slowly dies
Soft whimpering sounds
Drops of grief
Some lost
Some found
Quiet weeps
To ascending wails
Her heart can no longer hold
Hold back no more
Her tears bring warmth
To the icy cold
I've lost my children
Let me lament
It's my torment
I've lost my freedom to die
At least let me cry
Trickles down her cheeks
Words on tip
Curl back in
Shivery spasms
Tighten her lips
A waterfall of hurt
Heavy lids
Glassy eyes
Her soul slowly dies
Soft whimpering sounds
Drops of grief
Some lost
Some found
Quiet weeps
To ascending wails
Her heart can no longer hold
Hold back no more
Her tears bring warmth
To the icy cold
I've lost my children
Let me lament
It's my torment
I've lost my freedom to die
At least let me cry
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