The Bravest Soul I Know.

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Today my baby girl graduates.

Where did the time go? Below is a poem in her honor.

You are the bravest soul I know
But you don’t know it
You never show it
The very strongest one I know

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The strength I see in you
Amazes me, it dazzles me
You are so unaware
This was never taught to you

You are the bravest soul I know
But you don’t know it
You never show it
The very strongest one I know

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You think you are so very weak
But you are so very strong
Afraid, but tying anyway
This was never taught you

You are the bravest soul I know
But you don’t know it
You never show it
The very strongest one I know

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You are a softly burning glow
Afraid to let your true light show
But, someday you’re gonna shine
And that was never taught to you

You are the bravest soul I know
But you don’t know it
You never show it
The very strongest one I know

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Pushing Us Away.

I am trying my hand at song lyrics, but be warned these are some pretty raw emotions. This is just how it is coming out. I’d love your feed back on these.

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I can’t control these feelings

I believe that I’ll go mad

I want to tell you that I hate you

But, I’ve been taught that’s bad

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And what will I say when it’s all over

Something like, “It’s sure been good to know ya?”

When you have pushed us all aside

With the hate you have inside

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I think your playing head games

Although, I am never really sure?

Do, you really want any friends?

Or are you just spilling words?

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And what will I say when it’s all over

Something like, “It’s sure been good to know ya?”

When you have pushed us all aside

With the hate you have inside

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Hot and cold you never are the same

I can do no good it seems

These emotions constantly not the same

You are just too damn extreme

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And what will I say when it’s all over

Something like, “It’s sure been good to know ya?”

When you have pushed us all aside

With the hate you have inside

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Can’t you see that were the same?

Can’t you tell you caused me pain?

Do you sit back and laugh at me?

When you know you’ve made me bleed?

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And what will I say when it’s all over

Something like, “It’s sure been good to know ya?”

When you have pushed us all aside

With the hate you have inside

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I wish I could read your feelings

You say you wear them on your sleeve

That is getting very hard to believe

I think you hide them, just like me

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And what will I say when it’s all over

Something like, “It’s sure been good to know ya?”

When you have pushed us all aside

With the hate you have inside

Compromising.

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It is a sad thing to go against yourself

To please a stranger and to deny your own true self

It only brings you pain

I cannot live that way

Those choices come back to haunt you

The stranger moves on, unaware of how you compromised yourself

The stranger doesn’t care

You are the one who’s left buried in shame

I cannot live that way

Those choices come back to haunt you

Each time you give yourself away

When you expect nothing in return, nothing is all you’ll receive

And a lonely place that is to be

I cannot live that way

Those choices come back to haunt you

It is a sad thing to compromise your self

You are left with shame, loneliness, and misery

The stranger feels nothing

I cannot live that way

Those choices come back to haunt you

Contemplating.

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Confused and lonely

That is how I feel today

Wondering at myself

And wondering how it came to be this way?

I cannot put my finger on anything, really

Restless and wanting more

More of a life than I have now

How did it get this way?

When did I start to change?

You remain the same, always steady

I am like a wave out on the ocean

Tossed about, blown by the wind

My emotions carry me too far out to sea

Then I return home to you again

You are always there, steady, always

How did I get to this place?

Was it always so?

Have I fooled myself once again?

Have I always been this way?

Just Let Me Know..

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Just let me know…

Give me a call…

Keep me informed…

When you are in grief you can hardly put one foot in front of the other.

Although, well-meaning telling the grief-stricken to “Just let me know if you need anything” or “Give me a call and keep me informed”  is probably not going to happen.

Better just to go ahead and give them that call before they ask. Don’t make them track you down with information, you track them down.

Don’t make excuses, be there when you can and don’t make promises you cannot keep.

Help before asked. Seek ways out to help, but don’t expect the grief-stricken to ask , it is hard enough to make it through day without tracking people down.

Send a card, make the call, come over and put your arm around them, no one would resent this. Don’t assume somebody else will do it.