Medium=referral Stories

Though I dwindle I will stand, Love has come & holds my hand, I feel the warmth inside me rise, this feeling reaches to the skies, A feeling beyond what I've ever known...

How I am seen in life it seems.

Blood trickles from my heart, From in my soul, It's torn apart, I've tried so hard, I've fallen so far, I strive to crawl back to the start, But here I am, still holding...

A poem of weariness.

It gets so tough to keep on going, When the road is rough and winding, When it seems that there's no ending, And your struggles are so binding, But there's hope inside...

And as the wind blows past my face, I have found I am in a most desolate place, for nothing you say and nothing you do can bring me life and happiness the way it used...

Your friendship is a gift, A gift from God untold, An unexpected treasure, A light that shines so bold, Amidst the waves of darkness, And storms that fill our lives, ...

A culmination of random thoughts & scenes...memories...perhaps a story? Scattered through my mind...wake up...wake up...

Feelings that resurface, perhaps there will be relief in the writing. Grief.

A poem for my dear friend.

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To the girls & guys struggling with their weight, with bulimia, anorexia, with being bullied. You Are Loved.

What will you do when I'm gone... When your eyes find the dawn, Opening to meet the sun, But I'll be gone then, and never again will you see me, Only my memory will be...

I tend to wax poetic best when I'm hurting...

Then I jumped, finding myself falling through space and time, through the spiraling ever constant thoughts of my mind. I stepped off of my own accord, I wanted to see...

Hope in drowning.

The feeling of losing a most loved sister.

The cry of the human soul.

What's hiding behind my smile.

How I feel, pretty much every day...