Quotes sometimes say it best.. gotta love 'em :}

“A hero is just somebody who does the right thing when it would be far, far easier to do nothing.”
~ G. Norman Lippert, James Potter and the Hall of Elders' Crossing  

 

‎'Times of general calamity and confusion have ever been productive of the greatest minds.
The purest ore is produced from the hottest furnace, and the brightest thunderbolt is elicited from the darkest storm.'
~ Charles Caleb Colton.

 

We are all wonderful, beautiful wrecks.

That's what connects us--that we're all broken,

all beautifully imperfect.

~Emilio Estevez

 

 

amidst the cool evening fog
stands a woman alone
her hair long and soft as down feathers
her face as young
and innocent as the fawns of the forest
pale soft skin
reminding me of the finest porcelain
tears glide down her delicate skin, tickling her lips
she gazes up to the sky...
as if looking for a reason
an answer
a sign

looking up at the large night sky
so many stars, so small yet so bright
such beauty painted delicately
as if by a artists brush
each one unique
yet just as breathtaking
I feel so small
like one grain of sand
amidst miles of shoreline
her mind wanders..
emotions flow through her
like the gentle rhythm of the sea
why must I feel so much emotion
are you up there divine one
have you time for me?

Her eyes closing
as she feels the cool wind
blow through her long hair
whishing it around her face
like a horses main
it flows wildly in the winds
the cold bricks of the street
shimmering with the starlight
as if covered in glaze
beneath her bare feet
its like spirits are amidst the winds

her mind wanders again...
why do you let such things happen
why must the innocent suffer
why must they feel the hands of anger
the pain, the abuse I've seen
I've heard and witnessed
and even felt
leaves me feeling lost inside
where does my anger go
where do I cast it out
where does the pain go
will it ever leave me be

grasping her long gown in her hands
she lowers herself to the street
kneeling with her knees
on the cool bricks below
she looks around
run down buildings
broken windows
broken dreams and lives
the remnants of an old fire
a place where beauty and life
family and friends
once flourished
now it stands quiet as the leaves
standing still in the calm of the storm

breathing deep into her,
the damp night air
feeling so much
yet knowing so little
needing so much
yet receiving so little

all she hears
in the quiet of the night
is the rhythmic beating of her heart
that sings her to sleep at night

all she feels this night...
are emotions that dig and claw at her soul
like a pack of wolves at a fresh meals kill

closing her eyes
her dreams speak to her again
softly whispering
how to heal and mend
closing her eyes for a moment
she reflects back
to a time of greeting
the fresh morning air
the dew covered grass
glistening like little gems
feeling the grass caress
her bare feet
like the feathers of a bird
the dew tickling her toes
as it washes them clean
laughing and smiling
no cares, no sorrows
only full of
Wishes for tomorrow.

~Copyright

Ever feel like you wear a mask..
never revealing who you are, keeping hidden those deeper parts of yourself

Ever feel as though all color is gone in your world
like all hope is gone,
no god, no help, just void of everything
the only thing real is your inner turmoil,
your pain, your deep aching desire for the basic
desire of feeling connected to someone, something..

feel like you've been in a world of darkness
for so long, you don't know how to claw your way out
feeling so helpless, insanity-bound, and weak
feeling like your very soul has been ripped apart
drown in misery, solitude and utter hopelessness
seeing the peering of light slowly dissipate
fearing it's too late to make the climb now
fearing the very light you've climbed for
so scared of the darkness,
and the light..

alone, so alone..

mentally, physically, spiritually

alone

fearing the tides of fate that brought you here

knowing deep down, it is best

fearing it will be the death of you..

i do not wish to die

yet in many ways, I am already dead..

because no one really sees me

my existence is but an illusion

a beautiful lie

a cloak

of protection

 

~rambles~ 01102013

 

 

 

just for today,

love me

even if it's a lie

tell me I'm beautiful

just for today

I'd like to be noticed

even if you don't mean it

tell me you want me, desire me

just for today

make me feel alive,

make me feel beautiful,

worthy

just for today

kiss me like you mean it

full, deep, intense

make love to me, now

open and see what lies beneath this

flowing red hair, and gentle blue eyes

a wounded, hurting soul

that aches for more,

so much more then what

I've always been dealt..

Wake me up. Before it's too late.

 

~written by me~ 01092013