Wise Man

The girl sat in her overly large coat with her head hung low, and her heart heavy. Her face straight, but her soul sobbing deep inside... "how?" is what her head whispered in disbelief. It was the sinking feeling she had felt before. Her soul was punching her gut screaming "How stupid you are girl!!! How dare you call yourself worth a cent!! You're a disgrace, a joke, an embarrasment to those you know." She looked out at the dark night and took the blows of every punch and believed every word that was screamed in her head... Until a wise man came along to fix her thoughts, to change her perspective...

"I am not good! look at what has happened!" she yelled at the calm concerned face..
Softly the wise man said "You are good, dont say that"
Frusterated and unable to accept his words she challenged his statement....
"How!? How am i a good person!"
" What makes you good is not in what you have done, it's in what you do after..."
Refusing to accept this she quickly challenged again, " No if i were good i would not have done anything in the first place!!

Glowing, soft, brown eyes looked into her tear filled ones... He put out his hand to hold her face and whispered..." Good people make mistakes i know this because you have, yet, you are still a good soul, if you were not a good person, you would not be here crying.... you would not feel this way... if you were a bad person..."

She grew silent from the words whispered... he was right... She replayed all he had said...
She closed her eyes and soaked in the statement, the pure truth of the matter...
Minutes melted into the night, then...
The words "thank you" brushed off her lips...
That was exactly what she needed to hear...

Good people make mistakes too, in fact it is after the mistake where they show how good they truly are... it is in what they do after the fault that defines them, a "good" or "bad" person...


"Its not about your scars, its all about your heart."

Grasp

Hold on baby girl hold on tight.

In the darkest of days in the coldest of night,

You must never give up, you must hold on tight.

Hold on baby girl, hold on tight.

Your beatuy unfailing, your spirit so bright,

You must never give up you must hold on tight.

Hold on baby girl, hold on tight.

When your head and shoulders are heavy, keep them upright.

Its when things look the worst, when you must never give up and hold on tight.

Hold on baby girl, hold on tight.
Your mommy and daddy are here to make everything alright,
You must never give up, you must hold on tight.

Hold on baby girl, hold on tight.
Life is not all bad, take a moment for delight,
You must never give up, you must hold on tight.

Hold on baby girl, hold on tight.

Life can hurt, and be unfair but that is no need for spite,

You must never give up, you must hold on tight.

You must hold on tight,

Dont you worry, every wrong will become right,

That you wont have to cry yourself to sleep at night,

That everything will work out alright.

Your family and friends love you, more than you can see...

Do it for them, do it for God, do it for me...

But whatever happens next...

Hold on. hold on. hold on tight
You are strong enought to win this fight.

Hold on baby girl, hold on tight.
And everything will work out alright.

The Accurate Truth

Some may say that i have only lived here on this earth for a small amount of time, and i actually think i agree with them... for i am only a silly teenage human being, qualified as a "young adult" or a "young person"... with sometimes an occasional spur of the moment thought that controls a few of my next actions... and well i will take that name and allow it to define me for it seems quite accurate... i am a young person... and i love it.

Some may say that because i have only lived here a short time, that i do not understand alot of things this world has to offer, but i actually dont think that i agree on that statement... for you see, i do not believe that the mere number of your age, is not an accurate test to judge apon... I believe that no matter who you are or how old you have grown to be, that you can feel the exact same things that elders can feel... i know that some peers around me are just as wise as those so called smart 30 year old people...

Some may say that i dont know what it is that i want, but that is also untrue... for you see i am not defined by things that seem impossible, i am a person that takes my dreams and make them become reality... i know what it is i want... i know what it is that i am planning to become and all the future things i will fufill..

Some may ask why it is im actually writing this post... and i will simply say because i know one thing and, well sometimes my brain gets all side tracked trying to voice this thing one thing i know that is moving me to write...

So here it is... I may be a young person, i may have only lived here a short time, but i do know that through these years here on earth i have learned a few things... Like one, i know what i want, and two... sometimes you have to let go of things... of people... of ideas... And three that you have to feel hurt, and you have to know pain, and you have to feel lost, at least for a little to know the joy of this wonderful life we all have the opportunity to live... and four, love is real...

You were once a person i called my close friend, you were once a person i confided in, a person that i loved, and one that i trusted, we shared a lot of memories, a lot of stories... i attempted to guide you along the path... to help you solve problems, be there for you, offer you advice... countless hours we talked and laughed... but more than i would have liked i felt hurt by you... or like you only had time to listen to you... and not me... but i still called you a good friend awhile back, and for a long time... but today as i passed you driving in my car, with the love of my life sitting next to me, i realized that i may not know somethings, cause i have lived on earth a short time.... but i do know one or two... one: that you and i are just growing apart... and two i am okay with that...

And that is my accurate truth.

T o d a y

Just one of those days.

Tommorrow will be better.

But as for now, i will go indulge myself with chocolate, and reading, and listening to good music, and more .... hmm? ah ha!... yes more chocolate.

Crimson. scarlet. red. drops.

The the scarlet red pulses into my heart but drip out my eyes...

The drops dont blind my vision for i see the whispered words conversed between the brain dead.

And with every glance and every stare toward me, my eyes uncover more red scarlet color,
Red dye, that covers my pillow late at night, red dye that makes me think why why why, what is it i did? Red dye that makes life harder than just a walk in the park...

Crimson color, that makes my head ache and my heart break...

Word to the wise, not all that you hear is true..

In fact it is often times far from that and bears the ugly name of

Gossip.

Dance with me tonight

His fingers reached out for mine,

And i look up to see,

His smiling eyes so bright,

As he pulled me under the parking lot light.

The night silent and chilled, stood still,

As we swayed slightly to the slow songs

Dancing, you see, is my newest thrill.

He put his hand so gently on the nape of my neck

As i rested my head on his strong peck.

Tender kisses graced my head,

As "i love you" was softly said.

Snow decended from the sky

As he spun me around and dipped me down,

Flakes of snow just passed us by,

Too distracted by that twinkling in his eye.

Slow motion took control last night, dancin by the parkin lot light.

did you know that I love you?

Well, I do.

White clouds

I stepped out side my warm home wearing my rather large winter coat, the one i have worn more times than any other thing i own. I closed the heavy wooden door behind me and looked up at the mountains in front of me.. i stepped off my porch with a few steps and began my quite journey... The little ponderous walks i go on to clear my head, to think, to get away, and observe the earth, the people, the anything...

My hands tucked close to my body in an attempt to keep them warm. I plugged my ears into the white wires known as ear buds... and as i slowly walked in the dark i stepped to the beat of the song i needed to hear. The air chilled, it brushed up against my nose and froze the tip... ice hugging the ground. snow on the once summer green grass... i walked by mere streetlight as it fluttered and turned back on as i watched it on my walk... i gazed up at the brightness coming from the tall light post and noticed my breath take a shape, a changing white cloud that raced out of my mouth.. i paused and studied the field i had stumbled across.. so many times had i been here so many different feelings i had felt on this one patch of earth... Guilt, sorrow, loss, happiness, sadness, excitement... this time was different... I had never brought this feeling to the feild before... The bitter cold rushed into my jacket as i slowly unzipped it and laid it on the snow... I laid it out for my body to curl up on... like a dog curling up into its little doggy bed i climbed on to my ski jacket letting my hair cover the snow almost in an attempt to warm the world or at least the cold glitter i laid on... i stretched my arms out and placed them behind my head to make a pillow... and i watched. I laid atop my jacket in the white, cold, glitter on the field under the streetlamp to watch my breath... i gazed up into the universe and wondered, i pondered and i let the cold fill my lungs over and over again just to see the changing white shape of my heat... the stars shone down on me showing me how to do it... i took in the breaths of cold air. i let them pulse through my warm body and freeze my throat and mouth... and with every chilled breath i let in, i made sure to release a warm one... my mind syncronized to this and relpaced every chilled thought with a warm one... The snow glittering like ocean waters under the sun... I laid still in the snow with my hair flowing out behind me... I let the cold take me to a warm place that night... and turned the bitter cold to warmth... everytime.

B+

What ever your religious belief is, i think this is beautiful...
And it means a lot to me.

In my times of struggle, this is where i turn, maybe you have somewhere you go to find the comfort you need... but in the blustery storms of my life i turn to what i believe to be true.



And through quite prayer, purposeful searching and pondering...

The world is a calm and beautiful place once more. I just have to see the beauty all around me, step out of the right here and now and notice the big picture. No matter what happens now. It will all work out in the end. I know it will all work out in the end.