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Today, January 25th, 2009 I celebrate my 22nd year being sober as a recovering alcoholic. Through AA and a lot of help from friends and strangers I am sober today. My soberity date is January 25th 1987. My life has been turned around and I have never forgotten where I've come form. It took many tries before I finally became sober. I am very grateful to many peopl...
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i wrote this poem about a month and a half ago, ab...
dyingtolive May 27, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
i wrote this poem about a month and a half ago, about those days before and after the funeral. the alumni association at my school was holding a poetry contest, so i entered it and won third place. i posted it here, so you can read:
Pick Six
In soft upholstered seats, we sat—
five lucky, wet-eyed front-row patrons—
and lifted our feet as your roots snuck and crawled under them
(and those o... -
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... -
i feel so depressed and alonei walk these streets ...
lovewins Jan 04, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
i feel so depressed and alone
i walk these streets
and i feel like i am not at home
i remember when i had a sense of inner security
now i bleed alone without a sense to believe
i feel pain alot in my body
which in turns fucks up my pyshe
i feel dreaded agony
i ask why live on this earth with misery
i cry inside and bleed
i wanna scream
i wanna go hide
i feel like a nobody inside
i cry tears of pain and i ble... -
In blessed and convivial moments, like...
xXforever... Mar 10, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
In blessed and convivial moments, like the joyous occasion of a new life aspiring into this world or that mirthful moment in time when you are graciously given the opportunity to witness His love for us to someone else... Praise God!
In arduous and prohibitive moments like thwarting feelings and emotions which make you feel at a complete and utter loss of control... Seek God!
In silent ... -
Opening presents and blowing out the candle on you...
AngelChri... Mar 19, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Opening presents and blowing out the candle on your cake
These are all things in which you should partake
On this very special day - your first birthday
We can’t celebrate in the traditional way
Instead, a cake I made of artificial flowers - blue and white,
Will be left for you at your grave site
Balloons will be sent to you up above
With notes from your loved ones expressing their love
A special m... -
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... -
EXPRESSIVE GLANCES a hurt heart allows t...
UZMAN Sep 10, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
EXPRESSIVE GLANCES
a hurt heart allows tears to show
down that beautiful face they flow..
burning within very slowly
lookng at memories sadly..
there has been love and also strife
but we have seen miracles in life..
a return from the one we desire
it lifts our hearts with fire..
startled with a gasp we gaze
thinking reality or just a haze?
we begin just staring
a smile brings flutte... -
Please don't judge me only for who...
heybev13 Jun 01, 2008
To Know Me is to Love Me! ....
Sunday, June 1, 2008 |
Please don't judge me only for who I am now.
A person who is sick and doesn't do much.
Please know that I did have a life once.
That I did love living life and had many goals and dreams.
Just like you.
Please know that I used to be very active.
I used to love to go in-line skating.
That I used to LOVE to dance
and did it as often as I could!
I even took lessons...line dancing, swing danci... -
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... -
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... -
LOVE TALKING TO PEOPL HERE AT DS. NOT ...
kjl1951 Jul 22, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
LOVE TALKING TO PEOPL HERE AT DS. NOT OUT THERE IN THE " REAL WORLD". HERE I FEEL SAFE NOT OUT THERE, I DON'T HAVE TO WEAR A MASK. HERE I CAN BE ME. I SELDOM GO OUT AND WHEN I DO I CAN'T WAIT TO GET BACK I SUPPOSE TO AN EXTENT IT IS SELF IMPOSED LONELINESS. BUT I AM BETTER. OF., I HAVE HAD TOO MUCH PAIN AND REJECT...
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
i wrote this poem about a month and a half ago, about those days before and after the funeral. the alumni association at my school was holding a poetry contest, so i entered it and won third place. i posted it here, so you can read:
Pick Six
In soft upholstered seats, we sat—
five lucky, wet-eyed front-row patrons—
and lifted our feet as your roots snuck and crawled under them
(and those o... -
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