My late Mother used to say “A life passes by too quickly.” Yet some of us attempted to end it sooner. It is not a sign of weakness, quite the opposite We tried to end it as living became unbearable Too painful. We had no more strength to fight the demons Piercing anxiety lived within. … Continue reading Poem; Life
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Poem; Still in a rut.
I felt and thought to be invincible. Nothing could ever happen to me. Then life sent me a curveball. Which threw me out of the game. I had tried to get back into it! But no such luck. Now I am still stuck in a rut. I am losing hope and strength. Dark thoughts are … Continue reading Poem; Still in a rut.
Last night was awful. I couldn’t sleep. One part was anxiety. The other, my cat. At one point I was feeling so hot. And decide to open the window. This is when I truly became aware of all the nocturnal life. I knew about it but never really paid attention to it. The birds. The … Continue reading Poem; Nature
Outside at daybreak. Not a sound. Walking through the grass. The morning dew sprinkles my feet. Quite cold. Waking me up. What a pleasure to observe nature arise. I am getting cold and going in now. Maybe it is how paradise is like. It was for me this morning. Peace and serenity Lawrence Copyright © … Continue reading Poem; Daybreak.
Ostracized. Victimized. Not belonging. lonesome. Is it fair? Of course not. Like the rest It’s on our shoulders. Not all of us will make it. It’s a fact, it’s a stat. I’m gonna do my best Not to be part of these stats. Peace and serenity Lawrence Copyright © August 2018
Poem; Money, the root of all evil.
“Money doesn’t make you happy.” But guess what? When you don’t have any? It translates into survival It becomes like a magic trick that solves all problems. The worries and fears are running in loops. I live in fear of not being able to feed my family. To keep a roof over their heads. It … Continue reading Poem; Money, the root of all evil.
Hard to find. Harder to maintain. Easily lost. Good friends are a must. To balance your life. But you have to be ready to reciprocate. In my opinion, the term friendship is used too loosely. Before calling someone, a friend make sure that it is one. Because loosing, him or her, over pettiness hurts badly. … Continue reading Poem; Frienship
Where are you? When you’re needed most. You disappear. What motivates you? Why did you vanish once more? Are you the same as your peers? Such as hatred, happiness, fear, joy. We are not your toys. Loving to catch us off balance. Most of the time we take a stance. If someday we need you … Continue reading Poem; Positivity
Enough is enough!
When would you say? It’s enough as far as wealth and power. Where is the fine line in the sand Maybe they aren’t any lines. I believe they are no lines. Do you? Peace and serenity Lawerence Copyright July 2018
Demons live within us. They don’t come and go. The hide in our souls. They come back when we least expected. When we show some signs of wellbeing. When we start to smile too much. When It looks like we’re on the right path. That's when they come back. To destroy our positive state of … Continue reading Poem; Demons