How do you carry on When your heart breaks? Going through the motions Numb, on auto pilot. Two fractured sides One screaming at the Unreality of your leaving. The other....just existing In a sureal reality. Dam will break, eventually. Or I will revert to the Old habits. Burying the pain, self medicated In unhealthy ways. … Continue reading Mum.
The last few months have been full on. Moving house, taking care of Ma after her hip operation. Sadly, 5 months after it she passed away totally unexpectedly. I have also started a bachelor degree again that I defered last year. Really excited about this. Will try and be more consistent with the website. As … Continue reading It’s been a while
Totally get the sentiment in this.
I was supposed to call you
every now and then,
I was supposed to ask you
how you’ve been.
But once you drove far enough away
not to care anymore
I never did.
I still know a song about dinosaurs we wrote
but I don’t know a thing
about you now.
Because you’d shave your head in secret
and say that we were close,
because you called me a contra
after all that time.
We were never supposed to change,
All that talk about honesty,
it came with hard conditions,
and I was never really the plan.
Not a contra.
It’s been a hundred years
but I think you’re fine
that I never called
’cause you called me a contra.
And a hundred years of maybe
becoming a contra
“Here, together, I can at lastappear clearly to myself”
I am here because there is no refuge, finally from myself.
Until I confront myself in the eyes and hearts of others, I am running.
Until I suffer them to know my secrets, I have no safety from them.
Afraid to be known, I can know neither myself nor any other, I will be alone.
Where else but in our common ground, can I find such a mirror?
Here, together, I can at last appear clearly to myself, not as a giant of my dreams, nor the dwarf of my fears, but as a person, part of the whole, with my share in its purpose.
In this ground I can take root and grow, not alone any more, as in death, but alive to myself and to others.
Source: I’ve Spent a Life
Source: Weekend Edition – Why I Blog, One Writer’s Convoluted Tale
“Walk with the dreamers, the believers, the courageous, the cheerful, the planners, the doers, the successful people with their heads in the clouds and their feet on the ground. Let their spirit ignite a fire within you to leave this world better than when you found it.” - Wilfred Peterson