You can't comb
what's already
breached
you...
diamonds
finding
diamonds
in the
rough.
~Amitabha~

I want to reside at the brink to that eternity,
where your eyelids confluence and letting me slip into that consciousness,
There where every rivulet of drops is drifted by the impetus of love and inclusiveness.

....in hushed tones of porous
red, eye bled
too much sour fragility
born of nobility's bed

~<⊙>~
watch me crack Pandora's box
breathe the spirit's aftershocks

~<⊙>~
I'm wheezing the nauseous
dread instead
the chloroform storm
is brewing

I'm locked and loaded
bloated and bad
oh me oh my
too mad to be sad
                     
**~<⊙>~

I will write a poem but my heart hurts so much right now. It seems life is not very fair at this moment.
I know bad things happen all the time and it’s how we react to it that shows what kind of person we are. But right now I feel like a weak person.
Things that are important to me might not be important to anyone else, I realize that. But right now they are very important to me. I pray tomorrow it will not matter so much.
I know we get lonely and lose loved ones and make bad choices that we are sorry for later. I know we have a God that loves us no matter what.
I just want to feel better and writing always helps me to do just that and I am going to try and write a poem that says how I feel.
The day started like all the rest
It took me by surprise
It’s apparent
It’s obvious
When life tears me down
Fear fills my heart
All I ask
Please hold me in your arms
The nights of endless pain
Suffering that I can no longer stand
Just help me through the fright
Hold my hand through the rain
Teach me how to face the world
Shelter me against the storms
Help me hold my head up high
In the scary night
As I sit on the side of the bed
Waking up with a fright
As the storms of my life
Grabs my being
As I say goodbye
In the blink of the eye
I chase away a tear
As life continues on
Even if it kills me
I might not write
Very well
I might not be the smartest
And I might not go very far in life
This I do know
But as life continues on
Slowly oh slowly we die.....
Debbie Brooks 2014