so many questions, even less answers
trying so damn hard in a world so full of hatred.
In my desperate attempt to make everything right, it always ends up in a fail. I try to manifest my thoughts to where it seems that's a no fail situation. I still fail. I dream that one day others can look through my flaws, my mistakes and see who I am. Who I AM TODAY. Not yesterday. Not last year or 15 years ago.I work on myself as a daily routine now. I have came to realize that we can only answer for our choices. Our regrets. Our setbacks. Our drug addiction. Our own. We own up to our own mistakes. We can only do that for ourselves. No one can do that for us, nor can we do it for another. As bad as we would want to, we can't. Its life. And then we take what we have learned to be a better person than we were back then. That's life as we know it. ©the_fragile_broken_and_lost#idreamc #dream #idream #dreams #ceesreposts #writersnetwork #writersbay #writereadunite #mistake
I Still Fail
I dream that one day others can look through my flaws, my mistakes and see who I am. Who I AM TODAY. ©the_fragile_broken_and_lost
I love storms in the rhythm with the dark night sky. Melancholy moon shining as the lightning booms louder with each strike. I love the rain getting thrown at the windows as it pours down. Pluviophile, to the day I breath no more. Today, like no other, I splash in the puddles of the dark filled water, watching as it splashes so high. A hot stormy night, mid October winds bustling through the dark sky. It's nights like these that I love, most of all.©the_fragile_broken_and_lost#wtitersnetwork #love #rain #ceesreposts #miraquil #start #wod #pluviophile #rain #storms
Till the day I breath no more.©the_fragile_broken_and_lost
And the words, "time heals", mean so little to me. Time heals a broken heart its said, over & over. Wrong. Time heals a death of one close to you. Wrong. Time heals the pain of the hurt one has caused you, years of abuse. Verbal. Mental. Abuse. Day in. Day out. Does it? Does time heal all pain? Or does your mind getting used to the hurt & hatred just accept the fact that it was all forced upon you? Does time really heal? Time. All we have is time. No that is a bold face lie. We never know how much time we have left. Time heals as much as you allow yourself to heal. Time heals as much as you allow yourself to forgive. Allowance over time.Allow yourself time. Give yourself time. Within that time, you shall heal. One piece at a time.©the_fragile_broken_and_lost#writersnetwork #writersbay #ceesreposts #time #timeheals #spiritual #timecTHANK YOU FOR THE LOVE @WRITERSNETWORK!!!!
Time Heals? Does It?
One piece at a time.©the_fragile_broken_and_lost
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F O R E V E R
Forgiven myself, forgiven you. Operations full circle now. Rest assured, you won't be left behind.Even if even if you feel you should be.Violations all have been forgiven.Eternally show your gratitude.Reminding you of the truths we all should know.©the_fragile_broken_and_lost
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Shedding to Make Anew
It must be October the trees can't make their mind up over the color of leaves they will lose. Indecisively falling apart as the drop to the ground. Shedding to make anew. Reaching in to an ascension coming out the other side never knowing what mindset you will be in. Just hoping it helps & shedding to make anew.©the_fragile_broken_and_lost
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word short write-up on Vast#anger #vast #ceesreposts #writersnetwork #expressions #feelings
Vast amounts anger build over time.©the_fragile_broken_and_lost
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word one-liner on Unspoken#souls #soul #kindredsouls #spiritual #ceesreposts #writersnetwork #fire
Unspoken words hinder our kindred souls.©the_fragile_broken_and_lost
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One Last Goodbye
Every day gone Days are gone Nights go byTime to flyWhen we statedWhile we waited Desperately waving goodbye Always wondered whyWhy the wave At your graveLeaving me here Just to adhereOnly to justifyOne last goodbye.©the_fragile_broken_and_lost
Zen you know, we are all born as plain natural rocks and hurdles are like sculptures who break us©the_fragile_broken_and_lost
Word Prompt: Write a 10 word micro-tale on Comfort#serene #comfort #mirakee #miraquill #writersnetwork #ceesreposts
The comfort felt in your arms, is calming and serene.©the_fragile_broken_and_lost
I LOVE A MAN by lovenotes_from_carolyn I love a man who's both caring and gentle He's thoughtful and sweet, and he's so sentimental He's stubborn as heck, but I really don't mindWe balance each other, yeah we're two of a kind I've loved him forever, well beyond these Earth years And together we share all our joys and our fears He's quiet and timely, I'm chatty and lateI'm calm and I'm patient, he can't stand to waitSo handsome is he, with his eyes of bright blue And he's got a good heart, always steadfast and true It hasn't been easy at all in this life But together we've faced all the turmoil and strifeThere are challenges plenty, life's a long, bumpy rideSo we take things one day at a time, side by side All the while, I will dream up, manifest, and envision A harmonious life, born of mutual decision Oh I'll love this man for always and everHe's the light of my life, he's my grandest endeavor From this world to the next, 'til the end of my daysLove him, I shall, in so many ways. ©lovenotes_from_carolyn 10/7/2021#start #idreamc #wod #writersbay #miraquill #writersnetwork #handsomehubby #blueeyedman
I love oranges
but whenever I visit an orange tree
I find pumpkins hanging.
With weeping eyes
they look at me
as no one takes ever extended
a finger to them since birth.
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Forever. It’s a heavy word. You can’t choose forever. Eternal life has been decided at your conception. Lifetimes granted again & again. Through learning, processing & lessons thrown upon us. Our souls know how much we can handle. It’s important to know that. For our souls only push us to become better. A better person as a whole. “You” work on yourself daily. It’s hard work, but doable. Results show at any given time, maybe you don’t see them. They are there, believe me. Don’t be so hard on yourself. That’s just an unnecessary set back. Seeing ourself in the light of how others see us, is difficult. I can’t even do that, if only. Forever, is a long time. Forever is lifetimes. I hope forever is lighter for you now. It’s not as complex as it may seem. ©angels_halo_shines #foreverc #writersnetwork #empath #empathmind #spiritual #eternity #ceesreposts
Forever. It’s a heavy word. Forever, is a long time. Forever is lifetimes. ©angels_halo_shines
#paradox #strange #time #death #life
I am locked onto a strange paradox. A recurring emotion of emptiness - a volatile realisation that my memories aren't really mine. Amidst the circadian smokescreen of all human activity, I see myself as a collector, at most a mere witness.I accept the daytime lies of my politicians. I welcome the evening news of insurgence against establishments. I see past your lies of a hopeful world.I even smile at your wicked games of hide and seek.No, i am not bitter. I do not feel resentment towards flaws of humanity. I see everyone's reason for doing 'things'. In the end - we are all just collectors. Witnesseing this world through our eyes on borrowed time.Collecting experiences, stockpiling memories; Only for them to be pulled away in a backward trance.You and I are both locked onto this paradox. And sooner or later this debt must be paid with memories.©wordsbykarma
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We were parted souls Took sometime to recognizeNo wonder merged forever©thoughtsprocess
#narcissistic #narc #verbalabuse #tired #thisisme #empath #empathmind
Just To See Me Break
It’s too bad such evil exists. Especially the ones closest to my heart. Seems that reality turns around & slaps me straight. Many want to judge how I feel, but they are NOT ME. Period. It’s too bad, they never got to know me. Being pushed & pushed more to your limits of breaking. Done time after time. I keep telling myself, maybe it will be different next time. It never is.You would think I would learn. I am not a bad person, until I’m pushed to feel anger. Then, I got a boiling point. She knows how to get me there. In minutes. I will never know why. Or maybe it will be revealed at a later time. I’m tired. I’m so very tired of trying to be there, just to be ridiculed. See that’s what you don’t know or see, the ones that think I’m so bad of a daughter & niece. You can’t nor do you try to see my point of view. I can’t tell you how this has effected me my entire damn life. And I don’t want your pity. Or your respect. I want NOTHING FROM YOU. I will always be misunderstood. And it is what is. The facts have been shown to me repeatedly. I have done wrong. I know. Please forgive me, for I am not perfect. I will never be. Verbal abuse is real. And I have to do what’s right for me. ©angels_halo_shines
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Reflections peering back at me Dark reflections, the ones that hauntMake me wonder at timesHow your mind & body will go into survival modeTo give you enough bravery to save yourself. At that moment you are at your end Thinking there is no more life to giveOh, but there certainly is. That’s when you know that you have to find a way. No matter how, no matter what Then to much avail you’re given a gift. The gift of the releaseAll those days trapped. Wondering how or why Are soon to be counted as a blessingReflections such as those make me wonder. That fear of the unknown, that has guided you that far. Showing you it will then guide you farther. I used to think it was just part of meI know it isn’t just me. It’s many of us. Some make it outSadly others do notNot knowing who to trust Not knowing when to trust I used to think learning lessons forced upon me, were bad. A curseThey were supposed to be in my pathTo make me feel that wayFor reasons unbeknownst at the timeReflections. You had to be present forAnd awokeReflections are not always badThey are necessary. To reach your highest good. Be thankful you have been blessed. ©angels_halo_shines
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Allow us to welcome Autumn 🍂 Always my favorite season of the year Accelerating moods are in demandAllowing time for loving memories Accepting change difficult at timesAlignment is a must Allow us to welcome our Autumn 🍂©angels_halo_shines
Tanka: 5/7/5/7/7When western winds blowWanderlust assails my soul The travel bug bites Soon, I prepare to set sail So much beauty to behold.©lovenotes_from_carolyn DREAM QUESTby lovenotes_from_carolyn The westerly winds are a'blowing Blazing trails through the dirt and the dust As I'm struck with a fanciful feeling The travel bug known as wanderlust Perhaps I'll set sail on the ocean And arrive in the land of my dreams A place where the sun shines all day And the night is lit up by moonbeams Or maybe a trek through the jungle Where Earth's wildest creatures are heard And the brightest of colors are seen Adorning each beast and each bird I could always hang out by the ocean Taking in all the sun and the sandFootloose and fancy free Not a care, nor a single thing planned The mountains are calling my name I hear their voice loud and clear And oh how they tend to beguile meI'd stay with them year after year Maybe I'll flee to the forest And seek out the solace of trees I'd listen and learn for a whileWhile ever refreshed by the breeze So many places to go The choices are endless, it seems Perhaps I'll just take a brief nap And visit them all in my dreams. ©lovenotes_from_carolyn 9/30/2021#tanka #travel #wod #miraquill #writersnetwork
This had to be. For myself. I’m sorry.
It’s said we all must learn from our mistakes. It’s life as we know it. Some mistakes are made, to make us suffer in misery. Drowning in the thoughts of why? Or how could we do that? Mistakes can never be taken back. As they are in the past, we have no power to go back to the past to change anything. And thank goodness it’s our past, we have then learned. Do not play with fire. You will bring the dragons of Hell out. Believe me. I’m suffocating in my own fire I should never have played with. Some fires are made to be put out. Other fires are started to burn in every damn direction they can. Destroying all it can in its path. Unfortunately those are the worst ones. The fires that haunt us, taunt us. Sometimes shattering ourselves in the meantime. Picking up the remaining pieces of the after the fire is out. Destroying all of our deepest desires to be free. You can never be free from a fire that’s constantly burning. A fire led for destruction. What I would love to know where is the destruction & disruption for the fire-starters? All of their time & effort pays off. As the great destroyers win. It’s not the end. There will be no end yet. You haven’t seen powerful yet. You can keep chasing what isn’t yours all you want. Eventually you will grow tired. You will grow weak. In the end you will have to answer to the gates of the burning Hell, the chaos you have brought upon yourself. May all of us affected watch as you’re in your greatest form of misery. As the memories fade away so do you. Given time all your selfish ways will haunt you. That’s how it works little boy, sorry your momma never taught you that lesson of life. Oh yea, that’s where the all of your self consumed hate started. Detoxification from you, was my best accomplishment yet. Being sober ain’t shit, compared to the nightmares you cause. I know there are more you taunt. The younger the better now I see. Mistaken again. Selfish ways catch up. Watch him hunt, watch him be hunted. Watch him run, watch him scurrying away. The cowardly bastard disaster effect. With so much love, Nina. The sweet one, you let go. Thank you God. Your words are the biggest play of them all. When your own words haunt you, watch as all your ways turn around for you. Manifestation. Manipulation. That’s how it goes. ©angels_halo_shines