If no one reads
If no one comments
It still exists
It still IS
I would have given anything for her smiles and her kisses that she gave to me but It happened so quickly In less than a heart beat my sweetheart was
I cherished each moment that spent with her the times I held and felt the beautiful warmth of body and the softness of her nakedness I laid across
Such times and beautiful days that are all left now to my memory as cling to her still for I'll never let go of her
but It better to have and lost than to have never loved at
Often sit In my car on beautiful days watching the world pass me just as If I'm no longer here and with beautiful thoughts of my sweetheart
running my mind every thing clear just as If It were yesterday when I last kissed those lips that excited me so
much I would
melt In her
In less than what seemed like a heartbeat my sweetheart Helen had gone no chance to say goodbye to her as she
left for heaven but I have a place In my
laid open just waiting for her together forever and always said to each Helen was the sweetest thing that ever happened In my
I fell in lust.
It only took almost losing myself to know
this was deeper than you.
Forgive me now for things I've that have done wrong but I can't change a single thing for now you've gone
I'll never get a to change
wrong to right and make everthing all alright again
for It seems so long since you where
here with me Seems even longer since the last time I held you but I know all of this can't be changed It far to late to try put things
All though gone I still miss you my darling long you will
live on in my memories of all those Oh beautiful days spent
So long has Its been since I last I kissed you and so long since the time I felt touch of your hand so long since the last time I held
But time still move on regardless of me time stand still for no man but happy for the times I had with my
It is ok to say “no.”
There are moments
where a reply of
“not today” and
“maybe another time”
are more important
than pleasing everyone—
The Sun will continue to shine,
rain will continue to fall,
and grass will continue to grow—
Birds will sing their songs,
life will go on,
and taking time to breathe
could be just what is needed.
Those who understand
will accept your self-care,
and they will choose to love you—
A. I. Myles o9 June, 2019
Self-care is important!
There will always be
More good people
One day at a time I fight the urge that is anger and frustration.
I dream of the day I am free from the demands of those around me.
One day at a time I try saving myself from the down fall that emotions bring and the emotions of others who try to **** the life force out of you, thinking they have a right to your energy.
I dream of the day of freedom from those who 'call themselves my friends'.
One day at a time I cry a little less because my soul is slowly healing from the damage of those who 'claim to love me'.
I dream of the day when someone loves me for me.
One day at a time I grow strong and smarter everyday.
One day at a time I grow tired of the tears and liars of those around me.
One day at a time I find myself again.
Freedom is a luxury for some of us. It is something we need to grow from any negative experience in our lives. We as people need to allow ourselves the freedom to grow and love ourselves and owe it to ourselves to allow freedom from those we refuse to let us grow, love and move on.
Someone is suffering, what're you going to do?
If I have the capability to relieve them of their suffering then that is what I'm going to do
Regardless of who they are or what they're worth
It just doesn't get anymore complicated than that
When we started this, it seemed so simple
We were going to help people.
But what if those ideals can die?
What if those hopes can fade into the failure of the system?
You have to ask yourself "How do I protect the ideals I came here for?"
played by the water
upon the shore
punctuated at times
by that errant wave
that crashed a little too hard
dislodging half-buried notions,
revealing pint-sized dreams
and tabulating forgotten score
serving watchful eyes
a fistful of sand,
and pays concerned hearts
with total disregard