The past it haunts me like a dangerous dream, following me until I rip at the seams. Blood drips and I see that’s it mine, slowly and more slowly I die inside. Like a shadow you whisper it in my ear but like a demon you pretend it’s not real. I only know to what I feel, not understanding when your love went dead. I only meant to make you see that what was before you was only me
She cannot be what she is not; she cannot see her own faults. These daggers you throw and yet I persist in catching them with my heart. My life you took and now you see what you’ve done and only face the shadows of what cannot be undone. Wandering and wandering down the path I go, I will journey far away, for far from you is the only safe place to go.

A lonely tear drop shed for words she cannot say. A whisper that missed it’s mark floating into the past. Unheard the words that can’t be said the thought’s that won’t be shed.

Tree’s make shadows on the roads she walks, a road less trod will be her way, and though they may not see she will be just she. Lonely though it may be she will find her way for if not to be heard it was said on that day.

Loneliness, persistent pain, unhappiness felt in vain. Tormenting pain, running to nothing and yet something at all! Wandering into darkness keeping it within, never knowing what it is. Answers hide in the corners and then run so far away. How can I can ask the questions when I don’t know what they are?

Deep in the soul a hardening heart building up the concrete walls. Help me find myself in this darkness. Help understand the pain I never wanted but always had. Where can I go what can I do when I can’t find you.

Buried in myself uneasiness I can’t endure. Falling, always falling, give me your hand helps my climb up without your hand without you I can’t get there.

Today I saw sunshine bit’s and pieces scattered around the room. Little shards of light each perfected in the perfection that was itself. Wrap your warmth around me and hold me in the light. Awaken to me to the Perfection that you are.
Everything around me is a tapestry of color, beautiful in its entirety. To see the gift around is to see peace. To weave the web of creation that surrounds all life stillness in the morning light. Harmony like no one has ever known. Create with your mind tender love and you will grow the beauty that is life.