The Greatest LoveThere have been too many heartachesThere have been too many liesThere have been too many people who brought tears into my eyesThere were many times of troublesThere were very few of peaceAnd at times all I could wish for was to finally be releasedThere were lots of tides and turmoilMany days on stormy seasBut there are some that you'd just be caressed by the gentle ocean breezeEveryone is just so busyNot many would give me that one chanceAnd the rest of the world just seem to pass me by without a glanceI've been tossed and torn and brokenAnd there are days that I'd give upBut down, down deep I know that it's not time for me to stopI've searched for love for many daysAnd what I found out in the end ---That there are times that you won't have even just a single friendSo I searched inside and realized I missed something all this time...That the love that I was searching for, it always had been mineFor the greatest love that you can get is not from someone else...And y
My Little ImperfectionsI never really loved someoneuntil I loved myself.Every flaw--my sloppy smilecurved backvoicehairstomacheyesskintoesbreastshandsand butt--made me cryuntil I decided that perfectionis just a bunch of littleittybittyimperfections allstitched together.So next time I look in the mirrorI can look atmy sloppy smilecurved backvoicehairstomacheyesskintoesbreastshandsand buttand love every little bit of it.
For NowRight now I am broken.In the silence of my room,Under the cover of darkness,I see my flaws all too clearly.For now, I hate myself.I hate that I'm weak,That I make my friends worry,That I can't save myself without help.In the morning, I will be happy.I've survived the nightmares,I'm living a new day,And I have piano first thing.At lunch, I will be warming up.My friends make sure I eat,Because they notice what's going on,And I'm proud to call them my family.In the afternoon, I will be excited.I'll get to see my favorite people,My unofficial support group,And I'll sing my heart out.In the evening, I will be calm.Dinner will pass with ease as we talk,All of us around a dinky table,Laughter and conversation in the air.When night rolls around, I will be hushed.I will seclude myself again,Already living for tomorrow,Wishing there was a way to silence the voices.Right now, I am broken.But tomorrow is a new day,And with the people I love as support,I believe one d
Gives Me HopeHe's a freelance photographerAt only 15 years oldDocumenting the hipster bands of his timeIn sleek group shotsPoetically stating there's something behindThere instrumentsShe's a school teacherMaybe she's not too youngBut everyday she sees her students eyesGaze up to her tired yet vibrant faceAnd smiles playfully back at themOne day little TommyWho, right now, wants to be a firetruckWill find a loveA callingAnd it all started here.He's a withered manCounting the days until his wife passesBut still he readsAnd writesSharing his insightful words with willing earsAs if she's not walking slowerAs if she's not on the brink of leavingHe knows tomorrow may not be the end.He's been homeless for 14 yearsWriting poetry on old bridgesTravelling from city to cityWith a 'Free Hug' signSmiling, because harmony means everythingAnd money means nothing.Happy.Though tragedy may loomOr stress may be present;Happy.All of them, happy.Smiles filling worn facesTears cascadi
Finding HopeSo today I found hope,as I looked into the future.I dug deep into my soul,beneath all the pressure.I'm trying this new thing,just keep looking ahead.Don't even look backon the words that have been said.I'll learn to live for myself,and keep the hope present.Soon I'll get to that place,and my joy will augment.I'll try not to give up,in this world full of hate.Just gather some hope,and keep looking straight.
Hope and the ConsequencesWhat gives a man hope? What gives him the desire to get up in the morning? Why do people keep going on?Is it just what you do? No, if that's the case then life is just a hobby, and it's a pretty lame hobby.Is it more that it's what everyone else does? Do you call yourself an individual? Your answer should be the sameIs it habit? For many I think that's closer to the truth than they care to admit.Do they have ties that keep them here? A family, friends, a significant other, a job? That can all go in a heartbeat; yours if you so choose.Do they simply have too much worth to not keep going? I hope not, egotism kills more people than sharks and lightning bolts put together.Do they just not see any other viable option? So many viable options stare us in the face everyday; Change is as good as a holiday and we're told to continually re-invent ourselves. How you do that is up to youSo what then is left?What gives me hope? What gives me the desire to get up in the morning? Why do I keep
Hope "Don't quit, suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion"Every time I'm weak that's all I can think about,every time I want to quit,every time I feel like I can't go on.its not a phrase I thought on my own,I didn't even find it alone,one night a friend told me that,don't remember if I ever said thanks,but I can only tell,he's one that changed my life.Don't quit on your dreams,everything is possible,look forward, and make your own outcome,so stand up,even if the sun seems to be lostgo out and find some stars,after all they all shine. &
Coming Down From MedicationToday's the day,She says it will be fineShe says I'll be all better soon.But am I really ready?To come off my medicationsEven though it's only one of threeI still wonderWill I be able to sleep with out it.
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