The colorful stages of grief and sorrow

Friday, May 25, 2018

Broken

You finally realized you were compeltely broken, figuratively and quite literally unfixable that moment you no longer could communicate your intricate thought out words aloud, so instead you just sat there in devastating silence begging on the inside to be understood and noticed. Not only is your... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, May 21, 2018

The silent fighter

She was as brave as she was stubborn So much more than a name Spontaneous and unique No two ideas the same It's women like her That we honor with ribbons Each color representing a life That no longer is with us She had hope through her sickness The many needles and doubts She hung on every round Of... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 20, 2018

Destined to relive and repeat

Is ones's life simply lived or is one's life lived simply? Other than the proverbial "family tree" does one's life leave any sort of imprint, image, or impression for the next generation to reveal? Are we just born into this world or better yet are we reborn? Are we an ingrained design just destined... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 19, 2018

Give him back

Give me back that moment Give me back that day Give me back that second That second he went away Give me back that morning Give me back that week Give to me the answers The answers that i seek Give me back his laughter Give me back his smile Give me back his absent mind His forgetfullness his trials... Sign in to see full entry.

An old grainy photo

There's this one older photo That's locked in my mind It's grainy and fuzzy But the memory is mine I have big fluffy slippers With a smile on my face I'm hiding from mommy On a shelf up in space My daddy set me up there Cause i begged him "pretty please" He said to be quiet While my mommy he teased... Sign in to see full entry.

Tattered old rags

It's one of those days I would like to forget When memories surround me And i'm filled with regret It starts with a song Then it's meaning hits home It says you should be here Not a marble head stone I don't visit your grave I feel no comfort there I sense you the most In the locket i wear Hidden in... Sign in to see full entry.

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