Hiding in a closed door
Running from living souls
Afraid what they might ask
Struggling with standing up again
with new found life
Leaving the comfortable life
the normal ordinary path
Now i come back up again
with my feet on the ground
Half way there, i open the door ajar
Peeking the life i left
Picking the pieces i want back
Slowly, i stand strong again
With my head held high
And resume the new passion
With the pieces i hold in
And bring out with me
Outside now the wide open door
Back to life
Refresh, renew
*my copy for hitrecord
Sunday, January 26, 2020
Thursday, January 9, 2020
Beautiful Loss
Loss is not always terrible
Human relate that loss is hurt
Loss is sadness
What if loss is another name
Second name of happiness?
Loss of unwanted burden
Loss of heaviness in our hearts
Loss of negative thoughts
Loss of pain and harm
With loss, you are a happier person
With loss, you are a new person
Amazing thing about loss
It can be comfort, solace
It is a beautiful shift
That uplift one's heart
*my copy for hitrecord
Human relate that loss is hurt
Loss is sadness
What if loss is another name
Second name of happiness?
Loss of unwanted burden
Loss of heaviness in our hearts
Loss of negative thoughts
Loss of pain and harm
With loss, you are a happier person
With loss, you are a new person
Amazing thing about loss
It can be comfort, solace
It is a beautiful shift
That uplift one's heart
*my copy for hitrecord
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