Every time I think life is unfair, I stop and think about 911 and those departed due to Covid-19. I think of those that were never given a chance at life. I get flooded with thoughts of babies dying, cancer thriving and then I think of you.
It isn’t fair that you don’t give a damn. You get to boast about the damages you have done. You get to laugh at the pain you have inflicted on others. You are unjust. You have no soul. You are just rotten at your core. It is you that shouldn’t be walking on this earth anymore!
I am upset but I know that the universe has plans for you. You may have a foot on the head of the lesser man today but tomorrow is another day. You just wait.
Karma is waiting for you. So keep on laughing you little foolish man cause you just don’t have a clue.
Thank you for reading my darlings. Woke up a tad bit bothered but now it’s gone. Don’t you just love writing? It’s therapeutic and liberating.
With much love Guady G
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 ….”
Who am I but a shadow of who I used to me. Can’t find the strength to get off this bed.
Those vivid memories still paining me. I wonder if I should be dead instead.
The darkness seems safer to me. Would anyone really miss me if I were dead?
Then an angel came to talk to me. He said you matter so choose the light instead.
Can’t believe I had forgotten that I was blessed. Today I choose the light and I know, I know I’ll be alright.
Depression is real. When it happens you can’t see pass the pain you feel. You forget your blessings and sometimes a reminder is what you need. A friend, a therapist, love and understanding. Suicide need not be the end result. Ask for help. I love you all. You matter. Never forget.
We change whether we like it or not.
We bloom so green but then fall approaches
We begin to lose life but no one takes notice!
We are vibrant in pretty colors.
Hiding our pain and fears so well this way!
In reality we forget ourselves.
Then we fall and the wind takes us away.
Winter comes and we are but a sweet memory!
Well I’m done having to leave like those that left before me!
I chose to stay for I want to be the tree.
It withstands all seasons.
Even when gone it’s roots will always remain.
I too want to let the world know…
I was here!!
Signed the Lone Leaf
Love you all
PS Do you like the pretty pic I took with my iPhone 11?
It’s 3:38 am and from my slumber I awake. I could feel a cold sensation gently touching me to wake. Was it you? Are you close? Tell me deceased lover, what did you say? I couldn’t hear! Come near. Whisper once more! I’m not afraid!
Hugs from Brooklyn
Are we truly alone? Do our loved ones visit us from the yonder? Did you ever stop to listen? I want to know.