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DaRk AnGel : Why Home : May 2005 I pushed to hard today.. And I pay for it with physical pain.. But sometimes, my old type A personality resurfaces. Don't rest until you are finished it tells me.. And I obey. And I pay..The problem is that I am smarter than that.. And that staying busy as... (Read Article)
Why am I here…. I just don't care.. I do care but I do nothing about it.. I hate being so lonely and depressed all of the time.. This is not me.. Not at all.. What happened to the person that cared so much for strangers, that vowed to live his life passionately.. Every second,... (Read Article)
Softest Moment You are the softest moment In the most beautiful Sunrise of my life….
So then how can you ever Expect me to live in The darkness Of without you?
Can You See Your Messages?? For three days I had the company of a bluebird nestling.I was walking in the yard and on the ground I saw this speck of blue. I thought at first he was dead. But when I touched him he attempted to fly. Maybe he got a foot off of the ground. All I could think... (Read Article)
In the arms of your smile.... Burned out on pain…Burned out on living..I want to feel the laughterThat comes from deep within.,.I want my eyes to sparkleIn the reflection of someoneWho loves me As I do them…Lifes journey is to learnAbout the greatest unionAside from ones soulTo themselves..Come... (Read Article) Me… I love You..I love Us…What do you like?What do you love?Have you any passions?Outside of fearing change?Once you surrender your fears..And realize that you limit you..All Your dreamsCan be achieved… (Read Article)
Without hope, is it living?? I have always longed to belong. Not in someone's arms as arms are easy to find. I have longed for the feeling of family. Of being rooted, having a home.. Where love was the constant. And as my time left wanes, I face my biggest fear of all.. that I will die... (Read Article)
A malignant pain "I wished I could have stood where you would have been proud"I keep listening to this song.. and it is a man speaking who never came to dinner one night. He died unexpectedly.. And I so think you were so ashamed of me, that I was not politically correct, or... (Read Article)
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