Eight months of sorrow poured through my eye.
Through each tear that shed,
The pain hidden in silence begins to die.
It is imperative to rise above all the deceit said.

A shadow of choices follows through with each step.
With or without the presence of another the lone feeling is still there.
But now a new life is what I must prep.
Place your judgment you can, but between you and I there's no compare.

I look for a relief map,
But get stuck in a land of lost dreams.
No joy can come in this depression trap.
For I've been here before and yelled the same screams.

However, I move with faith knowing I normally get out of this.
But there's so much separation and a need to be reclusive.
A vast amount of bonds is what my heart miss.
It's foolish though cause they were mostly unhealthy and abusive.

Hold your dreams up high
In moments of doubt grasp to them,
For they will soar your spirit to the sky.
Don't let fear make the light in yourself dim.

Worry creates a land of sorrow.
It takes away the joy of today,
And makes you dread tomorrow.
Hold on to hope in every way.

If you can't find peace in yourself,
Ask a friend, a stranger, or look to the heavens for help.
A simple whisper in the wind,
releases more than a talk with a shallow friend.

By: Rachael Netznik

It was better when I held the feeling in the the safety of my core.
I expressed it only to find a daydream was better than a shut door.
Worried only about myself, was all I should have done.
Go a head and have your fun.

I will grow in the strength of my independence.
I am strongest when I am alone.
Solace brings forth a seeking balance.
I am free from cruelty and a thrown stone.

A driving force is what I find,
The moment I cut the chains.
The scare of pain is gone from my mind,
But a yearning for you still remains.

It remains in a hopeful manner,
Wrapped around my veins
Like a seed growing inside with you the planter.
No matter what the feeling created constrains.

The result of care,
Is thinking of you wherever.
To mock this you may dare,
Or say hateful words you think are clever.

I could have held the feeling in
Admired from a far
Left you to the level of a friend
And not open this scar.

However, I did not.
I sit here waiting
Until the day I am put in a plot,
Or when your heart and mind gets done debating.

Love me today,
for any other way is untrue.
Love me today,
in all you do.

I do not wish a promise for tomorrow,
Nor a passing gesture for room to doubt.
It allows fear to create great sorrow.
Love me today leaves no room for mind to figure out.

Love me today,
In these three words, happiness can grow.
Love me today
is the way our bond will sow.

Love me today,
For I rather not have our egos battle vast fears.
Love me today,
Draw my presence near.

Love me today,
Makes our atoms dance together.
Love me today
and not just fair-weather.

Love me today,
More of a vow than any other.
Love me today
and anger does not become our individual cover.

Love me today,
All shields laid to rest.
Love me today,
makes us, as individuals, love at our best.

Love me today
As our struggles break.
Love me today,
starting in the a.m., the moment you wake.

I miss the dream that once was there,
Holding onto miserable moments keeps me grounded.
Wondering why for you I still care.
Twelve years of memories, dreams, and promises to my heart are bounded.

Leaving you alone was the best decision made.
A relationship of extremities only leads both empty-handed.
A cunning love slashes the heart with a never-ending blade.
Every positive attempt for joy was taken in your hateful view and branded.

No one there to talk to, so I take my feelings to above.
Peace comes to me in the quiet of the night.
Sitting beneath the stars and the stillness of nature I chose to still love.
For the depth of my care is what keeps my life bright.

Pain has made me a strong person for it will not darken my existence.
I move on with a smile.
Self-defeating thoughts and negative people are in my path of resistance.
A hopeful and faithful heart will get me through every mile.

The gentle breeze became her escape.
She would close her eyes, picture her spirit whipping away with the wind.
Her fears left her presence under the moonscape.
Nature was her only assured friend.

By Rachael Netznik