Category: Writing

Feeling So Lost

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Staring out the window feeling so lost

Feeling insignificant and quite distraught

Every effort I put forth is just so futile

Why is my life always so brutal?

It’s a kaleidoscope of fears and frustrations

Perhaps I’ll try meditation

But the darkness calls out to me by name

I only have myself to blame

As you probably realized I’m depressed right now

But I will beat this! I will somehow!

I want to live my life happily.

I want to love all that is me.

I love you guys. Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

Call someone you know today. We all could benefit from some cheer. As the Swedish proverb states sorrow shared is half the sorrow but happiness shared is doubled.

Love you all. Muah.

Lost in Thoughts

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Sitting on this moving train with many ideas brewing in my brain.

My jeans feeling tight after so much eating last night.

It’s the day after Thanksgiving and I’m not feeling so right. So many ideas yet I’ve got nothing to write.

People coming in and others going out. Everyone looks so sad. I know what that’s about. Continue reading “Lost in Thoughts” →

Dedicated to . . .

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Dear ___________

You are my love

My one and only

Without you in my life

I would be so lonely

Please stay

Don’t go away

Now say the above to yourself in the mirror because you should be the most loved. Don’t lose yourself to other’s ill words and actions. Stay strong my friends. Sending you good vibes and hugs from Brooklyn.

Love Guady G

Pride is all it takes.

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I am me

That’s all I can be

Stop trying to change me to something I’m not

I am your child but I guess you forgot

Why is it that I’m not good enough for you?

Why can’t you just love me after all I do?

You dont care! It’s not fair!

I can only be who I am

Even if you don’t give a damn!

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

The elderly and ….

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Why is it that when you share with others that someone you love is sick or is dying, the question they ask is “How old?” So you tell them the age and the response varies depending on the age.

A baby makes people sad because life wasn’t lived. If you say an age over 80 then the response is “Well at least they lived a good life.” Is it supposed to hurt less because they were older?

In actually it hurts more because there are more memories and stronger bonds. Heck if it’s family it hurts because you will miss their facial expressions, their hugs, the tears they shed for you because they worried for you. They cared for you like no other could. Heck that response gets me upset and a bit irritated. Continue reading “The elderly and ….” →