It was time for my last rites but I couldn’t seem to get it right.
I just wanted to let go so I did just like Van Gogh
No last rites were said for me
What will happen now to me.?
Working in a hospital makes me think about all those that passed on. Covid took so much. Some people feared that Covid would kill them so they took their own lives instead. It’s sad. We only get one life so let’s make it the best one. Do your part in keeping safe.
Sincerely Guady G
On the street I saw you there right by my feet stricken with despair with what you did meet out of nowhere.
I started to cry. Why did you die? Mortality was your reality. But why?
They didn’t like your singing or the joy you were bringing so with bitter hearts right in mid-flight they played their parts in stopping your light.
They beat you down with not even one frown, leaving you to rot alone on the street where we did meet.
Don’t let the haters bring you down. Keep moving and elevate yourself higher with self-love. Soar baby soar! You can accomplish anything and everything you set your mind on.
With much love from Brooklyn Guady G. I send you hugs and more hugs. Muah! Happy Friday. Have a great weekend.
I’m broken. Why doesn’t anyone seem to care? All they do is stop, look and then stare.
I used to be intact until one day I fell apart. No one asks why! Does anyone have a heart?
Nobody cares and everyone walks on by. I’m broken with fragments at the mercy of passerby.
You see your reflection in every tiny piece of me. You threw me down, stepped on me, crushed me
All the while hoping you would disappear. But now look at me! You are still here!
In every tiny piece you are there. I see you looking with despair.
I’m broken because you were never whole. Discard me. Keep thinking you have control.
I was broken and now I am done! You are broken and your mind is gone!
I love writing from different perspectives. Anyone know from who’s or what’s? The mind is precious. Please handle it with care. Love you my fellow bloggers. Guady G
You can stop me from writing my thoughts
You can force me to stay silent so I can’t speak the truth
But one thing you can never do is control how I think
I am right and you really do stink
Yes! I am free because I am me!
With much love Guady G
Be brave enough to think your own thoughts if they are for the good of all.
Heading back to work No more sleeping late No more learning how to twerk Perhaps I meet someone new Who isn’t an insensitive jerk I will admit I …
Arghh Work
Fluidity 