Remember to pray for those who do not see the meaning of life.
Devote them time, let them witness will to live.
Doctor of the soul should control the situation.
Let's not get tangled up in emotional blackmail.
We are not able to give what we do not have inside.
What can you give to another person
when you do not carry in yourself faith and hope?
The lack of meaning in life and the desire to commit suicide
need a serious  medicine not usual 'tomorrow will be better',
rather 'I will wait and pray with you until sun comes out, rain does not last all eternity'.
Hope brings us to God, belief that He directs everything with heart filled with love.
In moments when illusion of self collapses let's guide people to God.
Let us pray for those who doubt in God to experience His love.
God forgives sins, and there is  hope for all human beings.
God wants to heal our minds and souls.
We are never left alone.
Everyone experience life situations that overwhelm him.
Struggling with difficulties requires humility.
Life with problems, therefore, makes sense.
Let's assume  sins and weaknesses of others showing the face of loving God.
Let's pray for them, take them together out of abyss of darkness
and blind alleys which seem only to deepen the state of despair.
If you have something to offer, do not be afraid to help.

Learn life from life
not to make the same nonsense,
to avoid regret for mistakes.
The circle of life is spinning
and you dance with it.
You could turn it around,
but first you have to learn
life from life .
Extract essences from
past,
exploited time,
devoted energy.
From life flows
the most valuable knowledge
that we need so much
to reach the gates of
clear conscience,
prudence,
wisdom.

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Lonely, empty
Shattered & baffled

The space in my heart awaits you
With desire so severe
Skin burning with passion
Darling, I need you here

I've been lying
I say that I'm okay
And it must be convincing
'Cause you believe it

But sometimes I wonder
Who am I fooling?
I think I've become a better liar
Because even to myself, I do it

I'm all smiles and sunshine
While I think inside,
Darling,
*You'll never know I'm hurting

My head is home
To three different demons
Who whisper their thoughts
Like a venom, fast and poisonous

The first one, a man
Loud, carefree, love struck and happy
He shouts in my ear,
"Go, live, be free."

The second, a woman
Old, classy, and snooty
Her head always upturned
To show I'm a nobody

The last, a child
Scared and alone
That she has no one
When all she wanted was to go home

My ears burn at their whispers
Red, and hot
But they're stuck in my head
And I listen more often than not