finally, she has learned how to love herself, till the sun shines and moon comes back— to lighten the night the storms calm down, waves become ceased and the ocean is tranquil in all chapters of her life she has mastered the techniques of surviving in hell
everyday can be special, if you can treat her right
I see, breathe and feel my heart breaking a thousand times a day I keep silence all through the day, the night but when I go to sleep on my bed, I remember each broken piece like a still fresh bleed Depriving me from night's peace this is my sleep disease All these heartaches control my night dreams They won't cease till I cease.
If only the world would pause for a moment-- Then how quiet it would be! Only the birds and the wind and the sky, And also there'd be you and I. Once the world moved slowly, But now were going faster than even the wind can fly.
Changing a habit of a life time. This epidemic of hestera has got people Fretting Making impulsive decisions Food hoarding Fear Plays a strong part in how we react To situations Often without thought we can't think straight Panic Worry Tread Certain things. We rush to protect our own and don't consider others . Sometimes it's done maliciously others times impulsively. So try to stay calm Think before you act. Less the consequences be fatal.
but the heart, the engine, the brain, even the decrepitating body, gives many visible warnings, we can be done in so easily, we can be seized.
by a tick bite, the sugar’s refusal to convert, the minor cuts, that take months to heal, everything small as dangerous as an artery blockage, a single cell of an illegitimate growth, the small easy, too purposefully ignore, but that does not mean no registration
this, then, about me and a bud of a free-thee-well