DARK NIGHT.

The woman said goodbye to her husband.
He was going to a faraway land.
In an airplane he will travel,
To seek and reunite
His life of parallel.

The woman waits and time passes
Until another man so gently comes
Hair so white and blinding
Eyes so blue twas frightening.

One day they sit together
He held her hand and say
"A knock will come
bringing a messenger.."
The woman knows of dread and fear.

A knock came so sudden
Her gut twisted and heart was laden
"The plane never made it down"
She fell shattered and broken.

Chaos and loathing and hurt
Her soul and her words curt
She turned to the man beside her
"There is another messenger."

This time he said it will help you
Find the peace that you lost
Find the pieces of your heart so shattered
Put the soul back so battered.

She opened a familiar script
Her heart beating so quick
His words are one and swimming
His words left her heart teeming.

"No matter how many times you ask,
My answer will always be the same.
My heart belongs to you and no one.
I love you and no one else my Love."

This was a nightmare I hoped and prayed,
I scold my eyes and mind to wake
I woke up screaming and sobbing
to my husband's soothing embrace.

Writing...

Writing a story no one will ever read
because I'm too afraid of people's words that can make me bleed
It's easy for me to tell others what they've done wrong
... when I've been envious of their courage all along.
Writing is exposing your soul
to the world.
I don't think I'm quite ready
to show you my words...

A few thousand words

that can't be bought

An inspiration borne out of errant thoughts

until it comes alive on paper in writing

The process takes time

nortured with care and understanding.

You don't know how much I envy you, writers

for the thick skin you wear as a fodder.

In the meantime, I look forward to reading your work

while I garner enough courage to work on my book.

I have no title, no direction or even a plot

just words, only words held together by a loose knot

For now, I'll wait just a little longer

and pray for the day that I become bolder.

Life, Love and Death.

The decision to pull the plug on someone's life line.
Someone you love, even someone you just know.
Last night, it was a decision that fell on the shoulders of someone with whom I consider as a sister.
I don't have any but she's as close as I can get to one.
My uncle. Her father.
Yesterday, after they've made that call, my husband and I got to talking.
Actually, we made a pact.
I told him I WILL HOLD ON.
I will hold on to him for as long as he can fight that proverbial light that will beckon him.
Turn away, shield your eyes.
Fight.
Fight.
Rage.
Selfish, I know.
But then he said, "I will hold on to you".
He will keep me here until the last vestige of hope flickered to its quiet death.
And then I held on just a little tighter.
Until I squeezed the fear out of me.
Unthinkable.
Inconceivable.
I don't want to think of a time when I don't have him in my life.

STATUS: Melancholic
MUSIC to ease your soul: Laughing With by Regina Spektor

My Weekend in Pictures.

Dinner with friends and this was on the menu.

Spaghetti and meatballs, I know, nothing new. 

Saturday morning couldn't start without a brew

from this place that also sells pastries you can chew. 

On our way to our little paradise

where it's so quiet that you can actually

hear the water turn to ice. 

How was your weekend?

...but seriously.

Today, life handed us a bowl of lemons

bitter and tart, sour and awful.

Life is precious, fragile and temporary

it may be gone - swift and in a hurry. 

So embrace everyone with all your might

don't waste a second in fright but fight.

Happy...er, Thursday.

Random well wishes from the great divide
unexpected love missives from far and wide.
Three words that make someone's day,
or four words to make it all go away.
It's not because it's supposed to be a special day,
it's definitely not because it's Valentine's day.
It's the thought that you're always thinking of someone
every minute
every hour
and every second.
Sometimes, all it takes is a simple word
or a long wish for the bad things to disappear.
But whatever the cause
whatever the problems
whatever it is...
knowing someone's there
is your one-way ticket to bliss.

Happy, er, Thursday.

STATUS: Loved.
MUSIC TO FIND YOUR WAY: The Beacon by A Fine Frenzy

39

Well, I just hit a milestone
I'd like to think that
over the years, I've grown.

Positive perspectives
to my everyday life
and positive thoughts
has always been the objective.

My family has given me more
with a husband and kids
that I truly adore.

Friends who'd stuck with me
through thick and thin
and accepted my bullshit with a grin.

Sometimes, it's truly hard to just
grin and bear it
when everything seems much too difficult,
and I can't stand it.

But I try to wake up everyday with a smile
taking on the world head held high.
Because no matter what the world puts me through
I count on the fact that there'll always be you.

I love you all for what you've given me
but I hope you'll always know
that you can also count on me.

STATUS: Thankful
MUSIC to be thankful for: Ho Hey by The Lumineers

I don't own this video. 

A Thousand Miles a Minute

Racing thoughts,
eyes wide awake
and things sorted
up in my head.

It's four am
un-blinking
gritty eyes
emotions frayed.

I am happy.
I am contented.
So why can't I,
silence my head?

There are no feelings
buried deep.
There are no worries
preventing sleep.

All I have are these sheep
on a marathon running
a thousand miles a minute.

I picked up a book
chased by warm milk.
And still my eyes,
refused to quit.

The gun goes off
and there they go
sheep running circles
a thousand miles a minute.

Status: Restless and tired.
Music to lull me to sleep: Lullaby by The Cure

I don't own this video.