Sometimes I pray I pray for personal things, like the courage to face tomorrow I pray for little things, like can God not be the only one who loves me Then other times I pray for big things, like the courage to handle my sorrows. I pray for people mostly I pray for the forgotten…Read More
“It doesn’t get better as the days go by
and death not be proud isn’t an antidote to the end of life.
Instead it’s a call for the living to prepare the tears and flowers.”
Sometimes I don’t want to talk about it and I don’t want someone there to listen. Because talking won’t share the pain and listening won’t help bring them back. Sometimes I don’t have the words and I can’t fake the expressions. Because I’m not okay and I can’t say that but at the same time…Read More