sometimes i wish i could take all your words and throw them into the sea………let the little fish nibble on them like they were nibbling on me………….i’m not a prize that you won at the fair…………the things that i want aren’t free…..but if your ready to give and ready to live………..come on around and see…

when we realize that things are askew……..the pieces we gathered don’t seem to fit, every other step results in a slip…………….we want to rush to wellness…….. the pain is so great we want to give it away, to anyone who will listen and then fall prey…….only trouble is it doesn’t go away……..hence the rush to…

sometimes i feel at a loss at what i can do for you……..far away, visitation on odd days and a hour to talk with you……………we try to cram as much as we can, about what’s going on with you…………….breaks my heart when we part………..it could have easily been me……but it was you……….. i say prayers…

if i claim to be a friend…………….i have to be ready to change my plans…………….even it is just to hold a hand………….i am honored to be that man………..what i say has the value of a breeze…… what i do is like the trunk of a tree ready to shelter and stand in defense……if that is…

i would rather take the opportunity to humble myself instead of you confronting me and that happens if i am willing to be honest and admit i have a part in the current calamity…………..has nothing to do with blame rather taking responsibility for my actions to seek resolution…….. a person willing to admit and embrace…

there is nothing so rewarding as a disciplined tongue………………at times clinching ones’ teeth before any damage is done………..people may feel they know what you think but unless words are spoken it’s a guessing game……. there may be a time when an appraisal is due but for now it is probably best…….to feel good about being…

full of hope, full of grace, no longer separated from the human race………………..by admitting i had been left behind………….because i was afraid i wasn’t good enough…… to manage my doubt and fear i would use anything that was near…………sex……alcohol or drugs anything that would numb the reality of how painful it was to be me………………….…

only strong and courageous people can forgive, ……………….when they have clearly been injured………….because they understand the basic principal of acceptance and forward progress…….. i cannot move forward if i am tethered to the past……………”like” has no place in acceptance……and lack of forgiveness keeps me stuck……… first to forgive is a learned art practiced by people…

in the valley of the season when the sun resists to shine………i sit in a quiet place and wait for answers to come……….when my patience is exhausted and my wits near the end………….the walls of defiance i have built come tumbling down………..and i am able to hear again………. a clear voice comes not to me,…

we roll with the illusion that we have a grasp how things work and what will and won’t last………and something happens and our ideas get trashed……………..the necessity of faith…………… i couldn’t take it, i couldn’t go on if i didn’t feel there was something in charge and all the calamity and chaos i see……….is all…