Unhealthy Thoughts
Demons telling me nonsense in my ear
Of all the things I don’t want to hear
Lies, lies, and more lies!
They begin to laugh as they hear my cries
Falling fast down this slope
Searching for something to give me hope
No! I can’t listen to what they say!
Guess I will have to take this day by day
Void of any color
Soft snowflakes
Frigid temperatures
Visible breaths
Burrowing deeper in my coat
Welcome back, Old Man Winter
(Photo credit: Pixaby)
Recently I have been writing, but not what I normally write. For some odd reason I have switched to writing poems, or at least, trying to anyway. I am not sure on the sudden shift but I am just going to go with it. Here is a little poem I wrote and am finally putting out in the world. Thanks to my sister for being my beta reader. đ
I love Maya Angelou’s work and Phenomenal Woman is my favorite poem. I always stand a little taller after reading it. I found this picture with the poem on it but I can’t remember where I took it from. đŚ
Ladies, I hope this poem helps you stand a little taller as well. đ
I may lump some of my shorter posts together, but otherwise here we go…
Oct 5, 2006
YOU
Upon going through my boxes for storage I came across my old cartoon drawings, my old letters and even my old poem I wrote. I normally do not write poems. It’s not my thing to do I guess but I love them when they rhyme. I think any other poem I have is one being forced by my high school English teachers. This poem was dated June of 2002. Even though it is old, emotions are still very familiar. As in few weeks familiar.
“You”
You were my best friend, the one I could turn to. You would give me hope when I became blue.
Your smile kept me going through the day, with your eyes so focused, I didn’t think you would ever go astray.
You had a soothing and electrifying touch. The way you complimented me, I couldn’t help but blush.
I thought you were different so I thought I would try. But like all the other men, you as well lie.
I hate the fact that you do not speak, for all I can do now is weep.
Nov 26, 2006
Just some thoughts
What’s the difference between friendships and intimate relationships when it comes to trust? Is there a difference? Are we more forgiving to friends than a significant other? If a person felt their trust was betrayed by a significant other they might break things off. But when a friend does it, generally donât they try to work it out? Like intimate relationships, friendships also need work. Both friends have to put in the motivation to keep it alive and growing.
My trust with one of my friendships was placed on hold today. The question that is in my head that I am pondering is should I forgive or should I say, âDonât let the door hit you where the good lord split you.â Some people say they are nicest people to you, unless you do them wrong. Doesnât everyone make mistakes though? Are we not human if we do not make mistakes? Itâs easy to stay focused on another personâs mistakes instead of your own⌠What considers a mistake to be unforgivable? What is the friendship threshold from a human mistake?
Iâm not sure if I have ever had to deal with a trust issue like this before. Either that or itâs been so long the glasses Iâm wearing are so dusty that I canât see through them. Itâs not only the issue thatâs a concern but the emotions that come along with it. I feel very betrayed and hurt by these actions.
They (âexpertsâ) say holding a grudge is bad for your health. But yet you canât let people walk all over you; you have to come to a happy-medium perhaps. Apparently, I havenât figured out how to do that yet. I donât like confrontation. Generally if I am fighting with someone I give in first. I hate not talking and giving/receiving the cold shoulder. Perhaps I donât have the will power. I have not waived the truce flag yet; Iâm trying to not make any choices until I cool down.
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