Breaking open this closed hand
revealing true natures
and altered images
strangers and friends
all longing for a sure path
never seeing but always believing

purchased illusions
price of a cup of tea
or handcrafted delusions
purchased with a lost love
never to be regained

break open this closed hand
revealing the gift
of heartfelt promise
to always love always be there
can you not see
every tomorrow
will always be a reflection of today
until you actually change what you do
who you are
how you live

unclench that closed hand
quit clinging to all your yesterday's worlds
let all you carry fall behind you
never seeing but always believing
that the road ahead holds promises of futures bright
that now things will change
love renewed in your cleansed heart
build  warm day for the winter world
© 2017 mark john junor all rights reserved

Tell me that you still look for me in a crowd out in public. Tell me I live in your mind, that I don't just cross it.
I wrote down the times that you were eating me alive. The times I couldn't breath the times I did more than cry. I wrote about the passion, the love, the hate. I wrote about sidewalks, the movies and cake. I miss the moments we would meet eyes, I miss the moments we went on nighttime drives. I think about details like the curls in your hair, the way you stared. Your eyes lit a fire I have yet to put out. A fire that's destroyed me So just tell me you understand, this way that I feel. I need the closer so maybe I can heal.

Please let me heal.
Zeeshan 7d

Love, emotion, feelings,
such treacherous things.
                            you expect them to heal,
                            but end up wounded again.

The problems I have are bigger than me, friend
They are bigger than you, than you could imagine
And bigger than the god you believe in

People keep telling me to be patient
But I have been a patient my whole entire life
There's nothing that this so-called-god has fixed

I have no faith in man or in god
Or the doctors that both of those come from
I only have faith in myself and the things I have done

God and man have hurt, stolen and crippled me
There was no exterior angel that repaired me
There was only me and the things I have done

How many pools of blood must I lay in asking, "am I gonna die?"
Yeah, I'm gonna die, but that's not up to man
It's up to me, and the things I have done.

External hurts. Internal heals. Or doesn't.
lily Sep 3

i remember how you forced me out of my
pure and happy self.

when i had so much happiness to begin with
and you became all that it was.

and when you left, so did all my happiness
and i was left there
to grieve
every single day
pleading to god to heal my pain.

and he did.

i don't savor your name through my lips anymore.

and the memories are no longer my world.

i don't give two shits what you think about me

because your opinions are no longer priority.

but you see, now all i feel is love for myself.
because i remember all the pain and dying i went through
just to get over you.

alan Sep 3

As the daylight decreases
hold it fast within your heart
let it heal with golden glow
gently flow
from within your crimson tones.
The moon is gentle towards you
shining 'gainst your skin
to refill you as you begin
to pour the moon into worldly craters
beneath the rising sun.

Harry Roberts Aug 31

The world is close to shattering.
Tyrants, Heartless Pychopaths -
Lead the world to volcanic ends.

Where the pressure builds,
Heat rises, Volume increases.
The Chamber cannot take it,
It overflows.

And the fauna gets burnt, Dead,
The flora - Ashes.
& the people consume.

Consume until consumed,
Devoured completely.
And they themselves are
To Blame.

We burn to embers
With the cinders,
Ashes left,
All that's left?

We had sight,
But blind with flase promises.
Blinded by fright,
But remember,
Darkness is blinded in the light.

Paths taken -
Others lost.
When you turn
What's the cost?

En route
Brian Hoffman Aug 29

When fear begins to descend
Like a storm way out at sea.
When you just cannot comprehend
What your future will be.
When everyone around you
Seems trapped in the same boat.
It can take enormous effort
To keep your hopes afloat.

You can make a difference.
You can save a life.
If you open your heart,
If you dare to try
To watch over the world.
Feel the pain people feel.
Share the love in your heart.
Help them heal.

It’s only human nature
To resort to despair.
Forced desperation
When the help just isn’t there.
Takes courage to remember
That patience wins through.
When your hands are tied and there is
Nothing more you can do.

You can make a difference.
You can save a life.
If you open your heart,
If you dare to try
To watch over the world.
Feel the pain people feel.
Share the love in your heart.
Help them heal.

Someone’s always watching
And knows just what you need.
Can seem like forever
When you’re struggling hard to breathe.
When you’re waiting for assistance,
Very soon you’ll learn
That life always finds a way
For hope to return.

You can make a difference.
You can save a life.
If you open your heart,
If you dare to try
To watch over the world.
Feel the pain people feel.
Share the love in your heart.
Help them heal.

You can save a life. Make a difference. :)

forgiven
for events not seen
in a time not lived


@journeyofdays

yep another theme

struggle with this personally - falling in and out of phases of forgiveness

just when I think I am there...back to nearly square one

thinking about levels, types and phases

forgiven for moral, physical, psychological and emotional injury

forgiven for generational and historical  injuries

how in the hell do we do that?
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