One night I dreamed I was wlking along the bờ biển, bãi biển with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there where two sets of footprints, other times there were only one set of footprints. This was bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow hoặc defeat, I could see only one set of footprints. So I đã đưa ý kiến to the Lord, "You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, bạn would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life ther had only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed bạn most, bạn have not been there for me?" The Lord replied, "The times when bạn have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you.


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-Maiza

His lifeless eyes look into the distant landscape of some new life.
Life that slipped away from his hands,
Joy that faded inside his weighted soul.

And I look at him with grief
Wondering why was his life so painful despite of my prayers.

Oh, I'm afraid to ask who is he talking to in this cruel loneliness
When only wind whispers a melody of sorrow...

His time has gone long ago,
But his eyes of blue ocean look toward a distant view of the unknown life...

Life he Mất tích in so many defeats
Scourged bởi the waves of restlessness.

Within his eyes of blue ocean I see these scars
That will remain forever in my soul

In deadness

I will sink

Alone

With a picture of a martyr

Who lived his life as if it wasn't his,

A martyr with eyes of deep blue ocean

In which I sank...

Stuck
Alone in my prison
Tongue bitten to hold
my screams
Smile worn to conceal
my fear
Free me from
this deep abyss
Save me from
this Lunar Eclipse
Take my pale
shaking hand
Collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
Frantic
the walls are closing in
tim, trái tim beating slowly
so slowly
Pull me from this
cave of sorrows
Please I want to
see tomorrow
Take my pale
shaking hand
Collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
I can
pull at my hair
I can
claw at the ground
I can
yank on my chains
I can
cringe at the sound
of the crying souls
I don't wanna tham gia them
I need your help
Will bạn take my pale shaking hand
and collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
-Nikki Fulfer

In science we learned about the Higgs boson,
In social studies, economics;
Math taught me trigonometry
But to me they all make thêm sense
Than do you

The mass of all your electrons
Does not add up to your essence –
Your smile in the summer,
Your eyes in the night,
The freckle below the corner of your left eye

And I heard once that maybe there were a billion Big Bangs
And only we survived –
I think it’s because the universe
Couldn’t chịu, gấu to part with you

For as my fingers intertwine eternally with yours
And the cells of our bodies make love
I Kiss that freckle and taste your matter –
The taste of infinity and rain –
And see that I don’t have to understand your composition
To tình yêu bạn as I do

your mood is like a thunderstorm,
it causes pain, but it seems so warm,
the destruction bạn cause fills your life with flaws,
it doesn't seem right for bạn to loose this fight,
bạn deserve much thêm after the fragile tim, trái tim i tore,
the tornado is coming, preceded bởi the humming,
the humming of sorrow,
as bạn fear to face tomorrow,
your life is filled with dread,
and on the inside bạn are dead,
bạn have held the anger inside,
the tornados coming we need to hide,
your rage breaks out from under,
like the rubble of the thunder,
it carries on through the night,
this lightning keeps flashing so bright,
through the flash i see bạn are crying,
the một giây flash shows the dying,
has the world around us colasped,
hoặc is this just a relap,
but now the storm has come to a stop,
perserverance came out on top,
bạn stayed alive despite the pain,
but i fear the loss out-weighted the gain.

I feel lost,
I feel so different,
I know everyone around me,
but I don't seem to know any of the faces I see,
I don't know if it's just my hallucinations hoặc my daydreaming,
I just don't know and yet kind of don't care,
I'm different from everyone and they judge me,
I know I'm weird, strange, and crazy,
But that's one of the great things about me,
I'm different and I'll deal with that my own self,
I'm not a typical được ưa chuộng girl,
but I'm not a backstabber either,
I'm a special different than they say,
I'm my own self and I tình yêu to be different,
Make fun of me cause know I don't care
I'm different and I tình yêu that because I don't
wanna be the same, I don't want to go with the flow,
I'm not like that. It's okay to different and I am.

ALONE

From childhood's giờ I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same nguồn I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My tim, trái tim to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, hoặc the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the đám mây that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.