The advice was
try to help him.
He needs sleep when he’s tired
(even if it’s all day).'
'Try to talk to him,
he’s hurting inside.
he needs you.'
I believed that,
and I tried.
I tried until
I felt almost gone
My words disappeared!
A glass pane formed
between myself and the world.
I didn't know
I could go too far.
Give too much support.
No-one says that,
who would have thought?
I didn’t know
support can become a crutch.
He could settle,
no need to improve.
Who would have thought?
Depression is real.
It just doesn’t mean
that you are first always,
or that you don't need to try
or talk to your spouse.
That was just -
I do know that depression is real, I really feel for sufferers. That's why I stayed for so long. I just didn't realise... I was enabling it. That's not in the self-help books. Now, he's actively trying to get help...
Some people don’t want to accept love
They deny it and won’t even thank you for it
Love is a part of respect
Respect for people around you
Respect for people who where there for you
Respect for people who are there for you
Respect for people who never stopped respecting you
Respect everyone how you want to be treated
Everybody has an impact on feelings of others
Make a good impact
Support is one of the most important things in a friendship
Everybody makes decisions and the people who are closest have a huge impact on these decisions
Friends and family who support you are the best
Yesterday I got surprised from my friends
A party to support me with my decision
Everybody can choose their friends
I know that I can always count on my friends
Choose who you want to be your support
This could also be written in my diary
Actually this kind of is my diary
LOST IN A WHIM
The kiln fiered ceiling
air hung in its splendour
Eloping with rebellious nightmares
I slid into the boxed blue wheels
Radiating the aura
Of a vice grip grasped by another
I laughed in the abyss where dreams were lost
The meandering gray roads lay before us
Little did we know
What lay ahead in our frenzied future fight
As if Artyon Senna
The click of the fingers
One dead in shadows of reality
Shunted by the lorry of consequences
Crossroads before me
Which way to go
Suffocated in the cold light of day
I was only 15
I was only 15
This is about a car accident I was in when I was 15
What is the world?
Does it describe our world?
The world of every single one?
You might be my world or I might be yours.
Everybody has their own perspective.
Everyone’s is the right one.
It might be different of what you’ve imagined but it is your world.
You can change your world
and you can have an impact on the whole world.
You can make the world a better place.
You have the impact
Make it your world
Please be in place. Your whole being is needed somewhere. You matter!!
What if I came back.
What kind of impact would that have on you.
I thought about it many times.
I don't want to distract you from your happiness.
Fall train rolling through the landscape
While people dig the ground for gold
And weapons to poorest countries are sold
Ice water becoming scarce on Earth
We shroud pollution from our eyes to escape
The truth that nature is running out
We diligently put flowers and green in our hearths
To surround ourselves with virtual images of life
Hiding the truth that humans are running out
Yet money is made out of tree paper
And CPUS run thanks to extracted crystals
And sure Google has a plan if all else fails
Gas is waging wars but soon it'll be for water
If we go extinct nature will always prevail
There will always be higher oceans to sail
Grass with grow and outreach skyscrapers
Will your children ever see polar bears?
A pine tree of 42 years of age was cut down
What if your mother was exhibited 'fore town hall
To be decorated with garlands, lights and all?
Then ditched, naked without her verdoyant foliage
Once healthy, now dusty at 42 years of age?
If our universe was reduced to 14 seconds human time
We'd only represent 1 second, yet the hourglass
Is about empty, we don't have hearts of glass
Eternal we aren't, unlike a diamond or a lime
We are expected to not just make an impact
But save, recycle, protect, nurture and act!
Not anything too complicated
What a parent would do for their child
Humanity, now has come the time to be lucid
Otherwise, at the end, all that's left will be decrepitated!
November 9, 2019
Train to Lyon
i want to walk and make flowers bloom around me with every step