Walk Away ...

I watch you walk away from me

And the tears start to fall

I ask myself a million times

How did we lose it all???

For the first time I had no words

that to you I could say

I cling to old memories

And I watch you walk away

I just don't want to let you go

But inside I know I must

My heart's whimpering with pain

But it's my mind I trust

There's confusion around me

There's numbness in my heart

But looking at you walk away

My world just fell apart

If only I could handle it

And bear to just say

I'd use my breath and say the words

Don't Walk Away !

Messed Up !!!

Doesn't matter how tough we are, trauma always leaves a scar. It follows us home, it changes our lives, trauma messes everybody up, but maybe that's the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap. Maybe going through all of that is what keeps us moving forward. It's what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little messed up, before we can step up.

All by myself

“We enter the world alone, and we leave it alone. And everything that happens in between, we owe it to ourselves to find a little company. We need help, we need support, otherwise, we’re in it by ourselves. Strangers, cut-off from each other, and we forget, just how connected we all are. So, instead, we choose love. We choose life. And, for a moment, we feel just a little bit less alone.”