Sidewalk Bends

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Let Us Cry Together

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crying childDo not take away my pain for it is mine to bear. Do not take away my tears for they are mine to shed. Do not take away my heartache for it is mine to understand. Do not parse my words for they are mine to express. Do not tell me how to grieve. Do not tell me how to cry. Love me the same as you would love those in pain.

It is difficult to watch those we love suffer in such a way we can only fathom to understand. No one wants to see their children, siblings or parents in pain. No one wants to watch those they love go through an anguish that can alone be lifted with time and healing.

While we all grieve in our own way we must allow each to express themselves in their way and in their time. Some fold into their shell and hide from prying eyes. Some cry uncontrollably. Some appear as though all emotions have been wiped from their face. Some become angry and lash out. Still others seek comfort and solace in all who would give it. Though we may all grieve in our own way, we need not grieve alone. We need not suffer alone. We need not heal alone.

Though we may each shed a tear, let us shed it together. Let us cry on each other’s shoulders and worry not about the time. Let us accept each other’s loving embrace and remember we are never alone. Let us remember that in happy times, and sad, we are always loved. We are never alone. Let us celebrate together.

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April 17, 2012 at 12:35 am

Haggard Soul

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Shadows of night.
Figures in the dark.
Behind veils thick and thin.

Familiar faces.
Teary eyes.
Tired jowls.

Jolted heart.
Silent cries.
Haggard soul.

See the frustration in others and you will know you are not alone. Some show their sadness with tears. Some sulk in silence. Some stew in anger. Some point out the things in others they cannot understand.

Do not judge your sadness against another. Do not judge your understanding against another. Be not a hindrance to yourself or another. Lift the haggard soul.

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August 4, 2011 at 9:59 pm

Addicted to Suffering

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heroinPain is a drug some crave. Like a straight line that courses through one’s veins, some live in the suffering, not because they think they deserve it, but because they are addicted to it. They’ve lived in it for so long, that the highs and lows of reprieve from the self-inflicted wounds become a familiar friend. Pain and hurt become self-fulfilling and feelings that some think they can control. But when solace is sought and a mercy they themselves are unable to give is a forgotten memory, they stumble into the darkness.

One becomes two, and two becomes three, but added company does not set a person free. Pain begets more pain. Suffering begets more suffering. Whether crouched down in a slumped ball of self-deprecation or running madly and wildly in desperation, one need only stand as an upright person to see what is before them; Choices, or more bluntly, a choice.

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April 28, 2011 at 11:03 pm

Slightest Imperfection

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Are perceived slights or insults real only if a person voices them out or acts them out? Are they any less real if the other person does not say anything out right? Are the emotions you feel any less real because others might not understand quite what you are feeling, or what brought you to those feelings? Are the slights and insults really slights and insults at all? Through our everyday interaction with friends, family and strangers, we observe how others react to us, or how others react toward the situations and perceived hurdles we each face. Sometimes we dismiss how others might act or feel, and other times strong emotions are elicited. Our throats swell up. Our palms start to sweat. Our fists begin to clench. Our hearts race. Suddenly we’re annoyed, angry or hurt. What brought us to that state of being? Was it truly because of what another person did, or was it out of fear? Was it because of the anticipation of being hurt, or actually being hurt? Was it because our pride as bruised? Was it because an expectation was not met? Was it because someone decided to live their life differently, or make choices contrary to what we would have for them? What stirs us to feel the way we feel?

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January 26, 2011 at 9:27 pm

Self-Implosion

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Emotions felt with exposed nerves.
Thoughts flooding like a tidal surge.
Numbing pain.
Blank stares.
Fruitless effort.
Loss of control.

What if without love, there was just pain, a sadness unimaginable, but lived everyday? What if in this sorrow, we did all we could to forget how we felt, but were still reminded? We have given power to our fears. In seeking out distractions to numb our pain, all we have done is prolonged the inevitable. We have done it to ourselves. Whether out of fear, self-loathing, habit, or lack of will, we have done it to ourselves. In our thoughts we are lost. In our hearts we are found.

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December 11, 2009 at 5:28 am