it leads to regret

“When a poet cries It’s no ordinary cry It’s a cry for the pain they hold for others The words that they are afraid to speak Ones they just can’t seem to get right A poets cry Represents life, love & pain The good & the bad All of which he endured Those he has not Those tears. Create life Each pen stroke Healing their scars & open wounds Chains that have them bound In hopes to release them When a poet cries It’s no ordinary cry It’s a cry for the pain they hold for others”

“When a poet cries It’s no ordinary cry It’s a cry for the pain they hold for others The words that they are afraid to speak Ones they just can’t seem to get right A poets cry Represents life, love & pain The good & the bad All of which he endured Those he has not Those tears. Create life Each pen stroke Healing their scars & open wounds Chains that have them bound In hopes to release them When a poet cries It’s no ordinary cry It’s a cry for the pain they hold for others”

“Yesterday she cried Cries herself to sleep at night Behind the smile on her face She is broken Built up emotions Anger Heartbreak And lost love She’s a good at what she does Hiding the pain & despair that stares back Every time she looks at her reflection Yesterday she cried For what she sees is broken pieces A broken heart That she feels will never be loved again Who will know how she feels Who will fix these pieces that she sees as broken For the one who can heal her pain Is the reason she is this way Yesterday she cried Hoping they realize”

If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.

“When nobody else celebrates you, learn to celebrate yourself. When nobody else compliments you, then compliment yourself. It’s not up to other people to keep you encouraged. It’s up to you. Encouragement should come from the inside.”

“Yesterday she cried Cries herself to sleep at night Behind the smile on her face She is broken Built up emotions Anger Heartbreak And lost love She’s a good at what she does Hiding the pain & despair that stares back Every time she looks at her reflection Yesterday she cried For what she sees is broken pieces A broken heart That she feels will never be loved again Who will know how she feels Who will fix these pieces that she sees as broken For the one who can heal her pain Is the reason she is this way Yesterday she cried Hoping they realize”

“That is all I need in a friend: someone who I can be comfortably sad with.”

“I think part of the reason why we hold so thight is because we fear something so great won’t happen twice.”

When you grow older you come to value constancy more than intensity or so I have found in my friendships. There are people I have met, given my heart to and with who I have experienced great joys but sadly not for long. The relationship cooled, they lost interest or maybe it was too much work to stay in touch. This busy life, I understand, tends to rob us of our time and hence relationships die. Still I wish them well for who am I to judge and the memories of however brief our time together I will cherish though sometimes it makes me sad but I confess it’s the ones that have stood the test of time that I value the most . People I might not talk to for weeks and yet there is always the reaching out, the unexpected phone call or the quiet inquiry in my inbox. They care enough to take that first step, to remember they exist in my heart always, regardless of distance or of the last time we spoke. People who value me and who think it is worth their while to have me in their lives. I confess they are a rare find but I treasure them all that much more.

“Yesterday she cried Cries herself to sleep at night Behind the smile on her face She is broken Built up emotions Anger Heartbreak And lost love She’s a good at what she does Hiding the pain & despair that stares back Every time she looks at her reflection Yesterday she cried For what she sees is broken pieces A broken heart That she feels will never be loved again Who will know how she feels Who will fix these pieces that she sees as broken For the one who can heal her pain Is the reason she is this way Yesterday she cried Hoping they realize”

“Yesterday she cried Cries herself to sleep at night Behind the smile on her face She is broken Built up emotions Anger Heartbreak And lost love She’s a good at what she does Hiding the pain & despair that stares back Every time she looks at her reflection Yesterday she cried For what she sees is broken pieces A broken heart That she feels will never be loved again Who will know how she feels Who will fix these pieces that she sees as broken For the one who can heal her pain Is the reason she is this way Yesterday she cried Hoping they realize”