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To have you in my hand. Then watch as you slip. Mournful awful sounds. As you lose your grip. I cannot tell you it's ok. It's not my place to say. Trying to help you out. Just fills you up with doubt.
The rains thumps against me Pounding Against me Pouring The rain Sounding The wind Roaring Washing...
Where are you.
Inspired by @Fly10 (your post behind closed doors but also your ability and courage to talk about it in other posts) I guess its okay To talk about it, And seeing its fathers day I may as well...
#opussundead You swear he came to see you, Visited you in your hospital bed. The only problem is, It was three years after he was pronounced dead.
I packed Lucy's things into her bag and helped her discharge herself. We walked out into the crisp winters morning, mist forming near our faces at every exhale.
I've been to places Full of hatred and pain It breaks my heart To think if them again Times when heartache Was off the scale When you took advantage When I was weak and frail.
I walked Adam back to his block and kissed him on the cheek thinking he would want to be alone, but just as I was walking away he grabbed my hand and pulled me to him.
Life goes on for those that are left behind... Carry on living. Pick yourselves up and keep on trying to move on... The effort is worth giving.
You said you hate me You want me to go away Im "insensitive" You had so much to say I was confused Feeling sick Very messed up Took so many hits You where my best friend But You turned on me...
Do you cry for the rain. Do your tears make rain. Where does it come from. Where did the tears come from. Tears on my windows. Tears falling like rain. Tears falling on pillows. Tears on my chin...
You look in the mirror And throw your hair back Look at what you've got And not what you lack. Wipe one tear away And then two and then three Look away for a second so you don't have to see.
The loss of loved one. A friend, partner, husband or wife. Acts as an exclamation mark. To the value of love and life. A chance to re asses. All we cherish and hold dear.
When all around you has gone crazy And confusion fills your head If you long to rest and close your eyes But cannot find your bed When your strength has all but left you And you've nothing left to...
There was a lonely poet Who had nothing but his words And who didn't have the freedom To fly amongst the birds. Since his wings were broken He was forced to live on the ground.
I can't go in; I can't go out; I guess I'll have to go around... your nimble heart. oh, it mustn't be. but yes, it is, quite frankly.
There was a storm, and a terrible flood. Flood of tears, such a terrible flood. We danced in the rain, and wailed in pain, when raindrops hit our brain, such immense pain.
I was young and experienced, but I still had a young mind. I came across an old ship shop, a place to find the bits and pieces. I thought hey, this is my experience.
Don't cry, I'm right here, My sweet dear, No need to fear, I'll always wipe away that tear.
I can only guess at how much pain you will be going through tonight. Four years you celebrated your birthdays together. So many memories and many more smiles and laughters.
Where once was heat, calm descends Where once was wrong, truth defends Where once there was a ratings stealer Where once was hurt, time the healer Where once was dark, now the light Where once was...
I wish I could take your pain away; I'd even be the bearer if it means you being happy.
It’s time to pack away my broken past. To stop the pain from hurting me at last. Those memories, I don’t need them anymore. It’s time to lock them up behind the door.
There's much to say for those abused, How they make way through life after being used. The strongest survivors some would say, I know my life changed that first fateful day.