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silence and smiles
The ability to love is God's gift, isn't it? I'm gifted to love, I know what God has placed within me. To love. I trust God. May His Love and Mercy, flow within me to love who He is pleased for me to love.
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Mar 4, 2023
Mar 4, 2023 at 10:56 AM UTC
gifted
He sailed to sleep on oceans of bitter angry tears wept into his pillow across years of pain and neglect. The only time they noticed him was when they hurt him. He didn't know why he would sit on the floor and look up at them and smile but he always did. Like he missed them. Loved them. The smiles would sink in his sad little ocean of weeping until on the other side a broken and bitter man emerged. He never cried. He barely felt anything. This man, lithe from dodging emotional connections and clean friendly physical contact, seemed more than just put together. He seemed superhuman in his way. He was special. He was funny. No one could hurt him or think around his sometimes cruel machinations. Inside he wished he could look up with a smile and be treasured and loved. He wished his life had been softer, less hungry and much less afraid. He wished he didn't have to be strong and cynical. He wished he was wrong about things more often. Wished he could afford to be, in fact. He wished most of all that he could die. He doesn't know where the line is between discipline and abuse. He's so afraid to get anywhere near it that he worries he's becoming a brand new kind of bad parent in the generational saga of bad parents he has always been a part of.
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Sep 2, 2022
Sep 2, 2022 at 2:54 AM UTC
Generational.
i married the one i love. till i realised, he wasn't my ideals. i had to choose - him or my ideals it was a difficult struggle for someone who had loved the idea of love and not love itself. from this moment on, i choose him - i choose love. as it is.
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Aug 14, 2022
Aug 14, 2022 at 6:34 AM UTC
death of ideals
There is beauty in these depths. But you’d have to drown to see it.
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Jul 24, 2021
Jul 24, 2021 at 10:02 PM UTC
Depths
like holding on to burning hot charcoal like the black ant under a rock in a dark night so hard to grasp, so difficult to hold on _"for the likes of this, let the workers work"_ i will work, i will hold on, even if it hurts i will never let go for You in Your Name...
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Apr 14, 2021
Apr 14, 2021 at 1:19 PM UTC
Untitled
i struggled not to love you, and it pained every inch of my soul
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Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 6:25 AM UTC
to the beloved
how do we reach nothingness when the "I" still exists.
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Nov 27, 2019
Nov 27, 2019 at 10:54 PM UTC
nothingness
i realise, its because i put too much importance on myself if i truly understood the reality of my existence - nothingness, entire dependence to Him then there is no need to be upset no need to feel so down or betrayed or frustrated... things come and go He knows best...
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Sep 16, 2019
Sep 16, 2019 at 10:32 AM UTC
everytime i get upset