Beautiful days of the lost Lenore. So many things are not like before. The past has changed me some how. Things I have went through and then now.
Shadows of the past still haunt me. A future that could of been daunts me. Choices made in the day felt at night. Dreams unfurl like a prisoner in flight.
The birds sing your name on high. I chance to hear them as they fly by. You still wonder through my mind. My thoughts of you are still kind.
I knew our time was so short lived. I have felt robbed for so much you gived. I could not understand how much you cared. So many things about you I was unaware.
Shadows cast from a forgotten realm. We were both stationed at the helm. I have lost you so many times. You were cut down in your prime.
How can I still not think of you for you to me you were so true. I remember your passing from me but also you made yourself for me.
You made an impression on me, honey. You stayed with me when we had no money. You gave all of yourself to me. You took me even with my history.
How I long to remember you in life. How I really miss my one true wife. Our picture I still have in my room. It is not to me a picture of doom.
You gave to me all of your heart and of my life you were so much a part. You lived in my life by my side and upon my dreams you still ride.
I pour out my love to you my dearest one. I remember your presence my cherished one. I will always remember what we had even if it drives me plum mad.
It is a day of extreme grieving and my tears I feel you are recieving. Comfort my darkness woman I love. Fly to my heart like a dove.
Help me to remember the love we had. Help me to forget some of this bad. Help me to stand tall in this time of need. Help me to walk on my own like you freed.
Calm my nerves like you did in life. Help me to cope with all this strife. Help me to make sense of it all like you did before your fall.
Take some of this pain for it is much to bear. I am just trying to live with you not here. I am trying to fill in your shoes. I am trying to pay my dues.
This emptiness that you left that makes me feel so bereft. This longing for what I can't undo. Dorthea, you are a dream reaper, too.
Sweet spirit you give me a chance. Your creative power makes dance. Where no hope seems to exist and where adversity persists; You help me to be humble so that I will not stumble. Sometimes the wait is so long but eventually you come along. My patience has been sorely tried but in you I have always relied. You make a path even through pain and you do it where I would strain. I follow your true compass because this to shall pass.
exploded mind pours outward toward yours inside seething twists try to weave such evil myths realated feeling gushes here yet, for all of that, accept no fear face to face with demons dance tango faster take the chance eye to eye, mind to mind life goes with you never behind
Thank you, Meil. I have lived online since 1995 so to speak. Thats 11 years so being offline line for a while was like a major accomplishment. Yup, I am addicted bad, lol. I had to do something to keep me from going mad, lol.
Yes, a bad day with work and student loans. First they told me they would just garnish but now they are trying to refer me to a different loan while they jacked up the amount of the loan.
Teaching a heart how to love. Teaching a mind how to think. Teaching a soul how to feel. Training our spirit to cohabit ate. We must learn how to live in this alien world. The wreckage of the past must be dealt with. What to leave and what to get rid of. Behavior modification and social adaptation. What can we accept and what can we not accept. The evolution of adapting to a new life form. How to learn from the past without living in it. Becoming a new creature without losing ourself in the process. Transforming what was us to the new adaptation. Becoming one with the new environment. Learning how to live in a life under reconstruction. Juxtaposing to the new reality. How do we live and let live. How do we understand what is real. Can we coexist and not lose ourself. Must we change from what we were. How can we save our bliss but get rid of the ignorance. We survive and life begins anew. It is not the same reality that we were born into. The world is the same but we are different. We had no choice but to learn how to adapt.
Once there a man who thought he was a hero. He thought his royalty made him supreme. His arrogance was as great as Nero. He hadn't learned that he was part of a team.
As he grew in stature so did his ego. He thought no one could be greater than him. He thought intelligence was the way to go. Almost everyone was afraid to challenge him.
The elders of the village watched him grow. The children were impressed with his physique. All manner of people came up only to his elbows. His father died when he was at his peak.
Soon with all fanfare his ascended the throne. He decided that he should broaden his empire. His advisors he heeded not so he was alone. His armies took other kingdoms like wildfire.
Gaia's wood nymphs reported to her the news. Gaia's wisdom decided to bring the God down. It was safe to say that Gaia was not amused. Around his castle Gaia cursed the ground.
The God was astonished at his predicament. Gaia caused a flower to grow outside his portal. The God didn't know what to think of it. The wood nymphs laughed; they knew he was mortal.
The God was transfixed with the flower. He couldn't understand how it could grow. He cursed it with all his power. The flower had no way to know.
Daily the God would talk to the flower. He let everything else around him go. He grew intrigued with its power. The beauty of the flower made him mellow.
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We will own your soul
and all that you know
will be what we tell
in this debtor's hell.
We will show you pure evil
darker than any silly devil
and you will live in fear
of the darkness we bear.
We will plague you without end
phoning till you pretend
that your name you forgot
until the day that you rot.
We are the monster of big business
bigger than anything in guiness;
far greater a terror
and we don't make errors.
We are the giant night
that might makes right
bombarding you with truth
and we have so much proof.
We will let you know
that we exist down below
in the abyss of hell
with a mortal shell.
We are the children of legion
known in every region
populated in every area
and we have no barrier.
We are the impending doom
living in the lighted doom
more horrible than any nightmare
or any burden you bear.
We will blind you with right
until you lose your sight
forever pestering you
until you give what is due.
We will irritate and perservere
because we really don't care
about your personal life
and all your strife.
We will overcome you until
your own blood you will spill
to try to get away from us
because you know we are humongus.
We will burn out your desire
taking away your fire
depriving you of peace
because we are a disease.
We are mighty lawyers in training
who are versed in paining
and we do it legally, fool
because we know every rule.
We want you to know its us ripping
when you walk away tripping
and that we are hate real
that you can't but feel.
We want you to know we have you
no matter where you go, too.
Scam believer don't try to run
because that only adds to our fun.