Sunday, August 7, 2011
my friend
I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers.
I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.
I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.
Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.
I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.
I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.
I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.
I can't tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.
In this life it’s rare to find a real friend, someone who will be there for you even if times get hard. I’m one of the lucky ones I guess. I've found that person, I tell her everyday how amazing she is but like me, she doesn’t believe a word of it. She is just herself. Human, Flawed, Wonderful, Beautiful. I should thank her daily for dealing with my shit. I don’t but I should *grins*. She makes me smile when I’m having a bad day and she tells me to chill the fuck out when I get a little too crazy. Thanks bitchie for always being there for me, I love you forever!
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
discovery
Mindless scribbles in a margin,
eyes vacant of hope.
Fighting through pain,
succeeding, but failing miserably.
Digging into a deeper hole,
you pulled up my hand.
You helped me out,
sharpening my dull vision.
Helping me through lies,
holding through the pain.
A mindless scribble has meaning,
hope for eternal bliss,
you found me.
note to girl’s Master: my Sweet Clay,
the night You came and drew me into Your arms I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life in Your servitude. Thank You for giving me Your love and guidance, for this I will be eternally grateful. Thank You for pulling this silly little lost girl from the darkness and showing her that she could love again. Thank You Master.
for my “sbw”
CRY
At first I gave him...
what I knew I could give....
The flesh for the taking....
the easy part.
Something I had mastered,
long before I knew him.
Such a sacraficial lamb,
and yet I...held the important things,
held them tight
to my heart....
so tight,
.... that it left impressions...
of such disappointment,
and yes, pain.
and slowly,
so slowly, moment by moment
I gave him more, than I..
ever believed that I could,
that I ever thought I wanted to...
I felt his hands... touching my heart...
pulling it away from me...
loosening my grasp...
and slowly,little pieces
fell away from me,
I felt him touch me in my darkest places....
CRY, CRY, CRY he said
let it go, let it go, let it go....
and it was
in the letting go,
that he moved closer to me....
there was room for him now.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Dreams…
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Happy
Hello Gentle R/readers, I hope this finds all of Y/you well… I am wonderful. The smile has returned to my face and I feel as though the sun is shining down on me once again… this my dear F/friends is a beautiful thing. I only wish this kind of happiness for the rest of the world, How amazing would that be?
Well enough of my mad rantings, I just wanted to say a quick thank Y/you to those who have contributed to my new found joy… Y/you all know who Y/you are. Hugs and kissssssessssssss for every one of Y/you. ~smiles~