November 2010
Be, be, be!
Do you consider yourself perfect?
Is perfection relative? Benjamin Franklin thought perfection was relative; it depended on who you were. Franklin said that a chicken can only be as perfect as a chicken and a horse as perfect as a horse, a human as perfect as a human but never as perfect as an angel, so to say. I think a little bit alike, but I don’t call it “perfection” I think we can be as much...
Words
What if we could let everyone know what we think? The way we see the world? Everything we’ve come to know? Wouldn’t it be amazing? To be so understood and comprehended? Wouldn’t it?
Would it?
Then why don’t we let people know it? Why don’t we tell them how we feel? How we’ve felt? Where we’ve been? Where we wanna go? What our plans are? And so on…
We can be acquainted with a lot of things; we...
October 2010
Gave in
Her body gives in So many things Go wrong and she feels This time there’s no guarantee
Sadness falls down Blood runs through her gown Tears, She’s crying now
As she wants to die She’s grateful for life, Knowing the sky Had never a price
Can she bear her breaking Body after today? No attentions are given To her sickened self
The pain reaches her brain Her soul is next No one can see how Many...
A bit of light
A bit of light Is it right? My sin darkened My sky How can it be true? I guess grace and love Are not meant to be Understood
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He ain't gone
The sky so bright Watching directly into His eyes The sun goes down But He ain’t gone I won’t have to Carry on on my own Even if the clouds cover the sun And even though the storm comes before the calm The breeze will maintain me alive Even under this dreary light A clear one shines within me And His voice inside my soul is never far No, no more
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8 years old
So last time I wrote I wrote in a very general way just letting my thoughts flow outwards very unthinkably, just from my heart. But reading it again I see it is incomplete there’s not enough of what I think and what I’ve learned in that document. Is not that I’ve been through so much and made so many amazing things and overcome every problem in front of me but I wrote nothing about my own...
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Leads to daylight
Heaviness linger Nobody feels it But the heart That bears it
Feelings come breathing Your body starts wavering Feelings are lively Tears fall from your brown eyes
Ask for forgiveness What else could you do? There’s nobody’s burden You feel the way you do
There are only two doors Number 1 and number 2 Pain leads to daylight Darkness to dead
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Witness
Anxiousness captures her She knows the answer But, is it that easy?
Sleep is waiting But also is safety How do you choose, between comfort and gladness?
Everyone’s singing The melody’s fading Her ears failed her, or was it her spirit?
No answers are given As easy as questions Why are you fretting to figure life out?
Everything comes in the right time Heavens never stops existing Why don’t you...
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The life she lives now
She sits in her bed Thoughts rush through her brain Not a soul knows How would they comprehend?
Her story is one Or are there two? The life she lives now Was not always the same
The end of the novel changed When she dared to start again Only One was able to save her from dead Eternal relief was found after in her new life was born
