Now having lost my fulcrum i become aggressive and pointless
trying to prove a point
and yet....I am better than this
yesterday even though I wasnt flying I remembered the power of travelling and Living amongst heather
somewhere there lives a woman sweet with brown hair and has a lovely kitchen yet shes young - would never think like I do or fight like I do or shout like i do or ...break like I do
I remember the lovely colours in shops and how my life is originally
closer to being a good woman than it is to being a terrible one
I am a good woman
and yet I look at my actions and I see a just pieces of an uncollected traveller screaming about pointless things and living a life so so so worth living
almost like its too good a life for me and so the devil tells me you dont deserve
and I believe
to look at others with interest and even the simplest things become extravagant in others
I forget god is close to me
life is close health time effort youth modernity education
me, the hope that knows about things and God gave her a chance to always be free
and
yet she choose to lock her self up like a stroke - feeling paralysed and unable to speak freely or move...
isnt it the same>
? youre acting like youve been given illness
instead of love freedom , wisdom, chance
oh God soo much chance
dance, colour, time, education, love, travel, family, beauty, and most importantly
to choose who you can be
,... God chose to be close to you , closer than your jugular vein
why do you choose to be farther than the farthest country from you to him now?
well.. .Hope the solution is
in you and your good memories and to bring back your good faith, and good words, good behaviour and good motivation, good strength and your goodtime
use your time wisely and let your life mean something
let it be something
hold it and dont let it hold you
hold yourself and dont let other s hold you
be strong even though that may mean you have to be weak
be wise
never give up
ever ..........
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