Amazing how ones heart can be broken and still manage to keep beating.
Unfathomable how ones soul can escape the body and yet your still living.
Breathing in and breathing out, but gasping for air just the same.
Your not alive but your not dead either.
You cry but the tears are only released internally; creating a hole that continuously swallows another piece of your emotions until one day, you wake up and find that the only thing you feel, is empty.
Continuing to breath in, but now there is a burning sensation that follows your last breath and swirls in through the hole that has fully encompassed every inch of you.
Somehow, managing to survive in a world of darkness you find yourself praying to one day reach the light.
You don't know if you will ever get there.
You don't know if such a place even exists, but somehow you keep going.
Hoping to one day feel more then you do now.
Hoping to one day make sense of it all and if not, be capable of at least accepting it.
Struggling to understand how, if feelings were ever really sincere, why might they then have come to an end? You find no answer.
All you have is that incomprehensible hope that gives you the notion that perhaps maybe, you can come out of this experience; this long and unbearable trail of an experience, a better person.
A person with more to give then originally given.
But, all of this remains to be seen in a day that is known as, One day.
Sep 14, 2009
The Voice
Circumstances change.
Relationships end.
The feelings that once ran true, the ones that seemed so pure are instantaneously swept away into the winds of doubt.
But, once the breeze has passed, the heart stopping shock suppressed, and the unfathomable reality sinking in, all that remains is a mind filled with unanswered questions.
A conscience retracing every effortless step and an aching heart that yearns for a love now lost.
There is a time in all of our lives in which unfortunate events will take there place among us.
They will challenge our strength.
They will feed our weakness.
They will even go so far as to test us in ways that we cannot imagine.
Bending over backwards with every intention to break our spirit.
But, we will not fold.
We will not shatter and we certainly will not break.
For in every corner of unorchestrated events is a melody waiting to be played.
A song written specifically for you, waiting to be sung.
All that you have to do is find your voice.
A voice of confidence, A voice of praise, A voice that will be unstoppable because it stems from deep within.
The voice of the uncompromised strength.
Relationships end.
The feelings that once ran true, the ones that seemed so pure are instantaneously swept away into the winds of doubt.
But, once the breeze has passed, the heart stopping shock suppressed, and the unfathomable reality sinking in, all that remains is a mind filled with unanswered questions.
A conscience retracing every effortless step and an aching heart that yearns for a love now lost.
There is a time in all of our lives in which unfortunate events will take there place among us.
They will challenge our strength.
They will feed our weakness.
They will even go so far as to test us in ways that we cannot imagine.
Bending over backwards with every intention to break our spirit.
But, we will not fold.
We will not shatter and we certainly will not break.
For in every corner of unorchestrated events is a melody waiting to be played.
A song written specifically for you, waiting to be sung.
All that you have to do is find your voice.
A voice of confidence, A voice of praise, A voice that will be unstoppable because it stems from deep within.
The voice of the uncompromised strength.
Jul 31, 2009
The Road to Love
Does Love ever really die, or do We just simply walk away?
Far too many times we allow the fear and uncertainty of the most sacred and eternal commitment to prevent us from experiencing the most precious gift this world has to offer.
A gift that brings forth many challenges that allow us to grow.
Challenges that bring out the best and sometimes the worst of what we have to offer.
But ultimately, in the end, they are the traits that make us worth loving.
You may find yourself asking, "How will I know it's Love and not false feelings?"
The answer is simple.
You know it's love when you cannot walk away.
Even when the odds are against you, and the road on which you travel is plagued with steep hills and sharp turns, you simply cannot bring yourself to turn the car around.
Unlike the light switch that illuminates your bedroom, your feelings cannot be turned off by the flick of your wrist.
There will be challenges that will be difficult to overcome.
There may even be moments in which you wonder, "Is it all worth it?"
When you find yourself with two hands of the steering wheel, foot pressed down on the gas pedal, and the horizon in plain view, you have your answer.
That's when you realize, as difficult as it might be, it's actually quite easy.
Far too many times we allow the fear and uncertainty of the most sacred and eternal commitment to prevent us from experiencing the most precious gift this world has to offer.
A gift that brings forth many challenges that allow us to grow.
Challenges that bring out the best and sometimes the worst of what we have to offer.
But ultimately, in the end, they are the traits that make us worth loving.
You may find yourself asking, "How will I know it's Love and not false feelings?"
The answer is simple.
You know it's love when you cannot walk away.
Even when the odds are against you, and the road on which you travel is plagued with steep hills and sharp turns, you simply cannot bring yourself to turn the car around.
Unlike the light switch that illuminates your bedroom, your feelings cannot be turned off by the flick of your wrist.
There will be challenges that will be difficult to overcome.
There may even be moments in which you wonder, "Is it all worth it?"
When you find yourself with two hands of the steering wheel, foot pressed down on the gas pedal, and the horizon in plain view, you have your answer.
That's when you realize, as difficult as it might be, it's actually quite easy.
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