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It is truly amazing how far I have come.
I look around and I can’t tell my entire story.
Pages missing, time lapses, a whole lot Is gone.
I’ve felt pain and joy, I’ve seen failure and glory.
I try to write my entire story from the start to where I am.
I retrace my steps and find huge gaps with no prints in the sand.
I see my rise, I see my fall, but missing prints I still don’t understand.
He whispered softly in my ears, I took you on My wings when you could barely stand.
Back to where I stand today, I look forward with hope and confidence.
I know there are Wings to fly me beyond the place the road ends.
And where the bridge falls, We will soar effortlessly across the ocean.
Even if fall, I will fall to those knees that reach out to my Strength.
I keep moving, I keep soaring. The journey forward never ends.
Image Credit: Footprints In The Sand by Thomas Kinkade
You loved me before I could know the world,
And protected me from all the hurt it holds.
You shielded me from the arms of pain.
Sadness is nothing more than a story to me.
You love me but I need to leave.
You love me but I yearn to live.
My mind creates scenarios of pain I’ve never felt.
I seek the dark to appreciate the light.
Pain is an uncharted territory that my audacious spirit seeks to explore
Not for lack of love or a lack of understanding.
But for a deeper meaning of life and a better appreciation of love.
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Even when it stung my pride, leaving deep bloody sores of shame.
As each adjective unmasked the monster she saw in me.
Inside, there was heat, there was pain, but I couldn’t raise my voice (or my hand).
They would call me weak.
And there were no scars to tell the full story.
But deep inside it choked my little embryo of happiness.
Emotional abuse just doesn’t ring the right bells.
All I can do is smile.
Failing is a progressive action.
Failing forward is better than doing nothing.
Doing nothing is like standing on the race track.
No matter how far ahead you stand it is only a matter of time and you’ll be back of the line.
Doing nothing is the best way to lose a race.
Whatever you do, whatever happens,
just keep moving.
Image: Perseverance by Thomas Kinkade
I sat down at the dining table staring at the computer screen again
A mind burdened with thoughts that bounce between happiness and pain
My fingers itched to type the thoughts that steal my sleep every night
So I picked a piece of the bland world and dipped it in the colours of my mind
Dark shades, bright colours, a kaleidoscope of dreams
I painted all the shades and colours in my notes
But I chose to share only my rainbows with you
I choose happiness today, what do you choose?