I have friends going through agonizing situations and are just hanging by thread.  We all like to talk as if everything is a.o.k. but we're hurting for this reason or that.  I've been told I'm a good listener and I know just what to say, well then I'll just say it and quit being fearful of what some may think.  -- If you're hurting, or find ( Read more... )

This is me ( Read more... )

Shadows cast
Sunshine blast

Bring your strength
Make it last

Reel me in
Help me see
Show me hope
And let me be

Morning bright
Evening spite

Bring your voice
Make it right

~~~
c.

I want to wake you up
..shake you up
rile and aggitate you up

Bring you down
..a notch or four
Reassure you less is more

I want to take you up
..shape you up
Stir and acclimate you up

Bring you 'round
..a truth or two
Show you what makes you...
..is you.

~~~
c.Y

When I was 5 or 6 years old, I didn't like sleeping in my own room. I would go to my parent's room and beg to sleep with them. They let me for a while and when it became a habit, started to say no. Mom says that she'd get up in the in the mornings and I'd be curled up on the floor right outside their door with a blanket and pillow sound asleep. ( Read more... )

ClearForward

when youth was close companion

young and wise had no reguard

hailing pride and self absorbtion

a long, thoughtless painful scar

rememberance weaved through hindsight

speak clarity and strength

repeat in pattern foolery

re-do, resign....rethink.

~c

Hard to hold what hurts you
most

So much harder to let go

Painful sights and
pain filled slights

Unintentional lowest blow

She can look or choose to
turn

Love from afar and endless yearn

..for more but cry for..

Less and..burn.

~c

It's all notes in lines of tune

A strum, flit, scale...lovely bloom

The chords inject the melody

Inflect, project and soul protect

Healing flows through crescendoes

..And helps us reconnect

~c

I started this back in 2004.  It really wasn't that LONG ago, but reading over my few posts, it's like reading someone else's.  Surreal.  Man, when I move on, I move ON.  Reading conjured up all the memories of that time of my life and that then stirred up the emotions I was feeling at the time.  Those emotions are what caused me to just put this ( Read more... )

They buzz and clumsily crawl their way down the long damp hall.  What do they see that lures them inside?  The light.  The shiny, white brightness looks so kaleidoscopical.  Or maybe it's just an urge, a mission that's built into them to creep us out.  They don't seem very smart.  "Hi, I'm Judy the june bug and I like shiny things and flying into ( Read more... )