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Little Circle

Contributed by dvtpdw on Monday, 2nd January 2012 @ 10:56:37 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



My heart is ready to explode from the pain
Tears from my eyes fall like streaming rain
My soul cannot handle much more
Time to push close this emotional door

I don't know the correct way to feel
Not even sure what in my life is real
I listened to my family, let people back in
"You'll feel better, your life will begin, again"

I opened my heart, my mind, my trust
At first it was good, a glorious rush
I was here for everyone, no one left unheeded
I was back in the world, felt I'd succeeded

It didn't take long, they destroyed my garden
They uprooted flowers, pulled vines, didn't ask pardon
Same old story, they threw my love in the trash
Lies and false stories, my life they bashed

Time to take stock, ignore their ringing bell
I'm worth more than the words in the lies they tell
It's still hard to tell the difference between friend or foe
Even with family, it's truly difficult to know

My kids tore the biggest hole, it'll never mend, ever
They thought I wouldn't notice, ever so clever
It did take a while, I gave them the biggest chance
All they accomplished was to shorten this family's branch

I'd already lost most of my friends when I became ill
They had their own lives, I bode them no ill will
I'd kept pretty much to myself, didn't want to impose
Hard to open those doors after they close

There is an upside to this sad and broken heart
What my family took from me was actually the start
Of love so sweet, boundless, free, it gave me hope
My husband and grandson by my side, helping me cope

I may have lost parts of my life, little bits of fluff
I know now what I want and need, that's enough
Spending the rest of the time left to us by God above
Surrounding our little circle with joy, hope, endless love




Copyright © dvtpdw ... [ 2012-01-02 10:56:37]
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Re: Little Circle (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 2nd January 2012 @ 01:10:39 PM AEST
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Emotionally, a ride on the roller coaster of kinship. Spiritually, the message of circles. Life is full of circles. We can pick our friends like family but are powerless to "choose" our family. I found fergiveness to still be in order in such situations but it sounds like ya've done yer part. Regret is a word fer yesterday. A touchin' piece.

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KenMoore
cowboypoet


Re: Little Circle (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Tuesday, 3rd January 2012 @ 12:21:15 AM AEST
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Not even sure what in my life is real! life can present so many smoke screens,spin so many webs and provide so much uncertainty and every time you cling to what you think is a rock you realise it was just sand and it disappears along with the confidence to know what is true and what is real.When the heart out pours as yours has in an honest expression of struggle, then the difficulties of life are realised,connections are made and understanding frees those who are reading that recognise the pain.


Re: Little Circle (User Rating: 1 )
by angelus8663 on Wednesday, 4th January 2012 @ 08:57:21 AM AEST
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a very heart felt and emotive piece. I found myself identifying with you and joining you on your journey. Truly first rate work, 10 out of 10




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