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Sunday November 29, 2009
STORY WALL
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Friday – November 27, 2009 – 8:19am Musings and Thankfuls… Numerically, it is the 19th anniversary of my husband getting shot in the l...
by: KweebsLS
an Inspirational Story
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I wish I could change things that have happened, but I can't. I haven't spoken to my youngest son in three days. I have called but he won't speak to me. I guess he doesn't want to speak to me because he feels I am to blame for his mother and I not being together. I have a feeling his mother is planting a little of it in his head, too. I am beginning t...
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I'd like to talk a little bit about how music has affected my life. Music lets me escape my reality and enter a world where I am loved and the world is a beautiful place. I am taken away by my music and feel the love the person singing a love song must have felt while writing the song. I don't just hear music, I feel it, for me it is an emotional experience. Not just with certain songs bu...3 Recommendations3 Comments
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TODAY I WANTED TO WRITE SOMETHING TRULY INSPIRATIO...
EhaEha Sep 18, 2007
Journal Entry for September 18, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
TODAY I WANTED TO WRITE SOMETHING TRULY INSPIRATIONAL
I awoke this morning to the sun dabbling
across my collection of ceramic orphans.
The smell of new-mown flowers filled my olfactories, and
I was reminded of a poem about a basket of kittens.
If only I could share the joy to what it is like to awaken
knowing that another day stands before me.
Another day of inspiring all that are lucky enough to be o...41 Recommendations31 Comments -
MY DAUGHTER POEM...
itsmylife May 28, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
MY DAUGHTER POEM
in the cluttered chaos
of a busy city
kissed by God
i conceived
all by myself
unlike
the Virgin Mary
a little poem
named maia
girl-child maia
momma's baby madonna
blue eyed girl
with untamed hair
untempered spirit
in her bones
inside her eyes
willful child
that a mother
is afraid for
but proud of
i nursed her
greedy guppy mouth
she
starving to get going
on this road
called lif...6 Recommendations27 Comments -
No, it doesn't get easier with time.The sun co...
JerryJsMom Mar 18, 2009
Journal Entry for March 18, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
No, it doesn't get easier with time.
The sun continues to rise,
to shine warmly on those who walk
this earth, living the life of
innocence.
Unaware of the formidable pain that is just
a breath away from any of them.
They don't understand what if feels
like to be empty inside,
to lack depth,
to be a shell of the person they once were.
And, mercifully they will forever live
the life of the unaware.
In m...3 Recommendations17 Comments -
carla7777 Sep 15, 2008
Lonely ,,crying,,hurting in side,needing someone to hold me and love me for real....
Monday, September 15, 2008
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I made this video and put it on youtube. I j...
CherieS Sep 04, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
I made this video and put it on youtube. I just want everyone to know what happened, and make sure people ask for help. Have a safety plan in place before you get desperate. A safety plan has many layers. From ways to calm yourself, to friends to call, crises line numbers, hospitals, mobile crises intervention. Giving all your means to someone you trust. Withou...4 Recommendations16 Comments -
WELL ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE I POSTED SOMETHING OTH...
BRIDEOFCH... Oct 09, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008 |
WELL ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE I POSTED SOMETHING OTHER THAN SCRIPTURE
SO HERE IS A POEM I WROTE THOUGHT SOME OF YOU MIGHT LIKE IT
LIFE
IN MY HEART A PASSION GROWS
FOR THE KING OF KINGS
THE SAVIOR OF MY SOUL
THE ALPHA AND OMEGA
HEAVENLY BLISS
ALL THESE THINGS IM SURE NOT TO MISS
ILL NOT MISS THE PAIN AND SUFFERING
THAT EXISTS IN THIS WORLD
FOR THE HAND OF THE LORD
WILL LIFT ME HIGH
HIGHER THAN THE MOUNTAINS
FROM...1 Recommendation18 Comments -
WARNING! contents in this journal are of a dark ar...
lilMid Nov 18, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008 |
WARNING! contents in this journal are of a dark artistic kind in the form of a poem please do not read on if you are easily upset.
what is wrong with me...all ive been able to do today is write dark poetry (faintly disturbing poetry) and draw disturbing pictures...i will put them up and maybe you can tell me what you think....
i want!
i want to feel the sting,
i want to see the scratch,
i want it so b...1 Recommendation17 Comments -
Madness is too glamorous a term to convey what hap...
decoy Nov 27, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009 |
Madness is too glamorous a term to convey what happens to most people who are losing their minds. That word is too exciting, too literary, too interesting in its connotations, to convey the boredom, the slowness, the dreariness, the dampness of depression…depression is pure dullness, tedium straight up. Depression is, especially these days, an overused term to be sure, but never one associ...1 Recommendation -
fuck the doctorsthey can suck my dickalmost left m...
lovewins Jan 13, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009 |
fuck the doctors
they can suck my dick
almost left me to die in the er sick
said i was not ashmatic
i almost died in the street
coughing but no one cared to see
screw the haters i'ma live to be my own player
i just got my onw taste of fucked up reality
now it is about my money
tired of gettin bullied by the mothafuckn system
all my life was people's victim
now i am now gonna portray confidence
fuck t...3 Recommendations12 Comments -
i learned to smile even when i wanted to cry.i lea...
disa May 22, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
i learned to smile even when i wanted to cry.i learned not to make a sound as tears roled down my check.i had to act like everything was fine even though she just beat me .if i wasnt convencing another beating was the prize. i stop crying ouy loud when she beat me,i refused to give her the satifaction of hearing me cry.i havent cryed out loud since i was 7. &nbs...6 Recommendations9 Comments -
i need the love of me to believe in only meso i ca...
lovewins Mar 03, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
i need the love of me
to believe in only me
so i can love thee
in a more readily fashion
my life loses passion
when i sulk about the past
people will be bad
but i can choose the silent golden path
to be happy to laugh
yes i do feel sick and stressed
it is hard to caress the sun
but i am a new one
who sees love as the kingdom
i feel like we forsake ourselves
for others to tell
us how to live well
sacrificin our ...7 Recommendations8 Comments -
What A Grieving Mother Really Thinks Hello ol...
BinkyH Jul 31, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009 |
What A Grieving Mother Really Thinks
Hello old friend,
Oh yes you know
No, no please
Don't look away
And change the subject
It's ok.
You see at first I couldn't feel,
It took so long, but now it's real.
I hurt so much inside you see
I need to talk,
Come sit with me?
You see, I was numb for so very long,
And people said, "My, she is so strong".
They didn't know I couldn't...1 Recommendation13 Comments
Journal Entry for September 18, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
TODAY I WANTED TO WRITE SOMETHING TRULY INSPIRATIONAL
I awoke this morning to the sun dabbling
across my collection of ceramic orphans.
The smell of new-mown flowers filled my olfactories, and
I was reminded of a poem about a basket of kittens.
If only I could share the joy to what it is like to awaken
knowing that another day stands before me.
Another day of inspiring all that are lucky enough to be o...41 Recommendations31 Comments -
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