official confessions, v.2 >:-] |
official confessions, v.2 >:-] |
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Created by basick
I find that I am more dependent on people to bring happiness into my life that I would like to admit. |
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![]() There is no cure for the heart of tearless eyes. -James Hall ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 67 Joined: May 2005 Member No: 141,536 ![]() |
I'm not as weak as people think me to be. I've learned to protect myself and wear my own suit of armor. When I get knocked down, I get back up, because I've laid on that cold and barren floor, and wished that I was as cold and lifeless as the floor that I laid on.
The upside is that you can always make amends, that is the most important part of life. You can better yourself. Once you have made a mistake, you can't correct it, but you can learn how to prevent it in the future. When I see people suffer from various things and all I want to do is help and give them love, yet I have no means. When I see how cruel and rotten people can treat each other, and I feel so angry, so protective. Longing settles in me, I want to reach out and touch them, to show them the warmth I need them to feel, to hold them and for them to know they are not unloved; but, I feel like a leaf of love and a tear of compassion in a world full of hate and sin. I feel like a trapped light in a room of darkness, ready and willing to sacrifice my entire being, all that I mean or ever will mean, everything, to be a light in the night, to guide people safely home, to bear all their pain for them, to be the target of all the hate and cruelty in the world; but, this sacrifice is not yet mine to make. |
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