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Monday, January 19, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
Here I am, me, all alone, I stand with in this dark place, trying to find my way out. As I walk in search of a light that could lead me out or this place. Whats this I see? Could it be? Yes! It's a small shard of light in the distance I must go to it and...Wait. What if this light is "fake"? What if this light will only lead me into more darkness? Can I trust this light? Or should I stay within the darkness? I have been fallen for this "fake" light one too many times before, and I'm not sure if I can trust any light that I see...I searched for light depratly through out the years, and every time I find it, it turns out to be a "fake" light that only lead to more darkness...Each time I would fall for the "fake" light, and ech time I fall for it, wishing to find hope, I only end up finding more sadness. Here I am staing in this darkness, wishing that someone would find me, and light me find the "true" light. But right now, I'm Lonly and Lost...
-Holley Gregg *As I've said b4 God is the only person who can lead you to the true light, and he will if you ask him to do so. I hope you liked this one haha :]*
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Wednesday, January 07, 2009
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Current mood:  creative
Category: Life
As I walk down these paths, and stumble on rocks, alone in the darkness of the nite. I think about my life and all it's twists, turns, ups, and it's downs. I think about the wonderful people that I have met over the years, and the wondeful people I have lost. The ones that I have loved, and the ones that I have hated. I think how those who used to love me don't love me anymore, and the ones I hated, and allowed them chances, never returned the favor. This is a lonly night, and as I walk down this dark path I wonderwill I ever find someone to love, and care for me? Or will they just brake my heart, and use me to get only what they want? Such a lonly night it is tonight. Wont someone walk with me? Or will you leave me lonly? Here, on this dark,and sad path. Love...it's just like a Rose. It is a beautiful thing. But it can also hurt. Love through out my life has hurt, and theres nothing I can do. Only in my heart, I wish that it wouldn't end,but I can not change the heart of another. Sadness comes to my heart much of the time now, and I wish that it did not. I try to be happy, I hide my sadness, because behind this smile is a thousand tears I'm drowning in. I can't swim through this on my own. Wont you help me...? as I the path i am on comes to an end, I see the beauty of the world, and oh I wish, that I would be accepted into that beautiful world. So I turn and walk home on A Lonly Night
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Monday, August 11, 2008
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Current mood:  anxious
Category: Writing and Poetry
Why..Why must we suffer...This life of ours it might be short, but when it comes to the pain and suffering it seems like our lives drag on for ever and ever...And when we can't take it anymore we start having strange thoughts such as..."Do I really belong here??"...or..."Why does this happen to me??" Why will no one listen to me or even try to see what I'm going through...?.....why? It's hard our world is nothing but hell with killing, sickness and when some one can not seem to "win" more thoughts come to mind such as a word that is feard my so many...death...I used to have thoughts like that and they are horrible and though sometimes I still think about things such as that I always HATE them it's scary...Jesus helps me through them. I know he does, because I pray and thought the suffering is still goning on the thoughts go away and you feel more at ease...This is my way of saying I know there are tough times but God can get you through them even when you think it's impossible God will help you.... ~Ami h.g.
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