#bethere
If a person is sharing his/her personal secrets with you,
they do it with trust and not hope of gaining sympathy or support.
You really don’t need to feel their problems.
Just be with them and assure them that no matter what the future holds, you’ll be always there by their side in all times.
May 20, 2025
May 20, 2025 at 12:43 AM UTC
Pursed you for decades, old habits that shadowed me across the cosmos through eons
Will never ask you to love me; irrelevant what we all eventually want
I will never ask you to quit smoking or your whereabouts after the day’s work rotation
Who was your first love or who finally led you the wrong way on?
Doesn’t concern me about the ***** of your firstborn.
My reserved observations toward your sibling rivalry and questionable fashion forecast
I will never ridicule your acute fascination with Dancing with the stars
I am fascinated with the news about today, access to your mundane troubles
Like, do the high heels make your feet hurt? are they prone to stumble
Maybe for the chance we could later snuggle
Such innocent hopes, you are never at fault, never a penny for your thoughts
But cinnamon buns and fresh coffee I walked a block over and brought
To enjoy as you rant and vent about life s unjust persecutions
I listen explicitly to catch a molecule of your candid affection
Heartfelt and not under duress from the weight of compulsion and decency
Not purely based on manufactured commitment and unbridle duty
No I will never ask you to love me, for the entity known as “ME” resides outside this equation
Like the waving bystander looking at the departing passenger once the train leaves the station
I settle for the chance to share your duvet and Monday morning tantrums
Getting blamed for spoiled milk, overlooked expiry dates and late Doctors appointment frustrations
Face your wrath because I forgot to refill your station wagon
To bear the cross of your silent treatment for not getting around fixing the door handle that was broken
To rebel in the ambiance when you call me out as a ***** for simply being one
And labeling me an idiot when I am been a wise *** till I am finally done
I would praise your insults and endure your obnoxious sermons to cheer on your trivial darkness
I shall spare you the need to ask for my forgiveness and tolerance
I will never ask you to love me, only for your radiant and enchanting presence
My intentions are simple: to embark on your odyssey in glorious attendance
Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 9:52 AM UTC
Inside I'm
crying
hurt
deadly
happy
nostalgic
terrified
excited
hopeful
needing
hurt
Inside I'm
lovely
annoying
rude
kind
helpful
ignorant
horrible
kind
Outside I'm
happy
sweet
shy
funny
amazing
Inside they're
needing me
but I'm too
worried about what's on the outside
to worry about them
inside
Apr 22, 2021
Apr 22, 2021 at 3:24 PM UTC
When the clouds are grey and the wind is cold,
Can I be there to keep you warm?
Can I help you see the sun behind the clouds of doubt?
When you feel all alone like no one understands you,
Can I be by your side and just listen?
Holding space for you when all you want to do is cry.
I can be that place for you
When nothing seems to make sense to you
I can be that voice for you
When all you hear is what’s wrong about you
I can be that strength for you
When all is folding in on you
I can help you see what's good in you
See the life in you
See the new way for you
In any way you want me to
I am there for you.
- Your Inner Guide
Nov 11, 2020
Nov 11, 2020 at 7:28 PM UTC
Night falls down the horizon
She sits & contemplates
While her daughter slips into a delicious slumber
She sighs over her untimely fate
She’s crying.
Drowning in tears
Her face with visible fear.
But she pulls herself back in.
She has hope,
Because her daughter must be taught the ropes.
She puts on her coat.
The rather worn-out brown coat with a broken blue pin.
She steps out of her number 13 apartment to get some food.
Walks out the door,
But she hears a cry.
Her daughter had woken up,
By the sound of the door’s creak.
The unaware spreads her little arms,
& stretches her tiny feet.
Her mother rushes back in,
To be there for her,
To be there for her and care for her.
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 8:12 AM UTC
I love your laugh.
I love your smile.
I love that you take time to breathe every once in a while.
I love that you want to help.
I love that you care.
I love that you don't get bothered if people stare.
I love that you're not afraid to treat yourself
To a cookie from the cookie jar
But most of all, I love that you're proud of who you are.
May 7, 2020
May 7, 2020 at 8:05 AM UTC
Every second ticks by
Slow as you wait
For news hard to swallow
Minutes drift like fog
Making futures appear dismal
Too much time to self-reflect
Waiting for that news
Seated in a hospital bedside
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 10:45 AM UTC
I remember when I needed a ear
Not one came near
So I became strong
To listen to you, when you think you're in the wrong.
Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 6:58 AM UTC