|I love everything music and creative. I have a dark side that tends to come out in my writing. I have literally the best boyfriend in the world!|
I went to sleep and never woke up
I lay there on the bed as still as night
Warmth slowly leaving my body
My breath gone
My heart stopped
They tried to save me
This was the time the narcan wouldn't work
I was broken and lost
I needed help
But this time it was too late
I fell asleep and never woke up
As a medical professional I deal with addiction every day. My patients struggle with illness and still refuse help. They are slaves to the chemicals that devour everything they once were. Addiction is real and it is a problem. We should support and offer help to thise strugglung before they go to sleep and never wake up.
Each day is a new beginning
A new opportunity to be your best self
A time to move forward away from the pain of yesterday
Its a chance to choose joy and a chance to be kind
For me its a chance to help save lives
Its a chance to help pull someone from the grips of death
Or it is a chance to help someone pass with digity knowing they were cared for and never alone.
I have a beautiful life
It is full of love
It is filled with family
A job I love
In a world filled with so much darkness
It is nice to come home to someone I adore
I have a beautiful life
And that is all I need
What is considered strength in the eyes of the people around me?
Is it me standing my ground?
Is it me speaking my mind?
Is it my having my own thoughts?
Is it my forming my own opinions?
For most people strength is in numbers
It is in being a part of something bigger than yourself!
But, what if I feel like everything is already bigger than me?
I am but a drop in the ocean
I am but one person in an eternity
I do not feel strong
What is strength to you?
Today in this world we live in there is still hope for a better tomorrow.
But what would it take to get there?
It would take setting aside differences
It would take helping your neighbor
It would take showing love to a stranger
It would take being kind to each other.
As I see the destruction that has happened in my country over the last view days I am beginning to see glimpses of what our future could be. Humanity is more capable of love than we believe.
I open my heart to you this day
I let the words fall out of my mouth like raindrops from the clouds
I open my eyes to see your magnificence only to close them to sleep
And yet you are still with me
My soul is an open book waiting to be read
Waiting to be held by hands that feel as though they were made of clouds
My mind is on a magical ride that stretches through a candy colored sky and where it ends I do not know
My dreams are but a window into the whimsy that is to come.
I believe fully that words can kill.
The tongue is much sharper than and knife I have ever seen
Words become thoughts
Thoughts become actions
Actions become the future
A wrong word to a person in distress can tip the scales
It can make or break a mind and soul
You preach love
But yet you do not love your neighbor
You preach acceptance
And yet you do not accept ideas that which are not your own
You preach tolerance
But yet you do not tolerate
You believe your ideas are the only right ones
You shove your ideas down the throats of anyone with an opposing opinion
You do not spread love
You spread hate and destruction
You lead others into the darkness you are so sure is the light
You do not make this world a better place
This world is worse for it.
The first time I ever truly wrote anything was when I was in the fifth grade. I was sitting in class and we had been talking about the 10 Commandment and the issues that were going on in our state. Somehow in my 5th grade mind I decided that I should write this poem and read it to my teacher. That was it. I went to every 5th grade class and read it and even at the next assembly. Not all that much has changed now except that my poems don't make the paper but I don't really do it for that. I still wrote about feelings that I am going through at that very minute. Most of my writings are literally done right off the top of my head. I write to express bottled up feelings and to work through my emo...
It is so easy amidst a sea of pain and turmoil to lose sight of the beauty in life
But there is beauty in pain and sorrow
There is beauty in every aspect of life
Beauty comes from fond memories of someone you've lost
Beauty comes from FAITH that they are safe from pain
They are safe from fear
They are safe from sadness
And they will never again have to suffer in this temporary place we call home
Beauty can be seen in a sunset
It can be seen in a snowfall
It can be seen in a blooming flower
It can even be seen in a hurricane
Beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder
Because the beholders perspective is what truly matters
Someone I used to be very close to died today
He was 24
He was kind
He was funny
He was smart
He was talented
And I don't know how to deal with it
I am in so much pain
I feel like my heart is tearing inside my chest
And then I feel guilty
Guilty for not speaking to him in 4 years
Guilty for feeling sad because I know it has to be so much worse for his family
His soul was too beautiful for this earth
He deserves to be Home with God
Travis, you will always be loved and forever missed. Fly high sweet angel. You were too beautiful for this ugly world.
If only heaven had visiting hours I would come to see you every chance I could
I would tell you all about my life and you could show me your mansion
We could walk the streets of gold hand-in-hand and I could ask you everything I've ever wondered
I could sit with you and hear your voice while you gave me important advice
Most importantly if only heaven had visiting hours I could tell you how much I love you just one more time
Today I opened my eyes to the stars for the first time in a while
I took in their beauty and immeasurable number
And for once I felt so small
I am just a dot in this slowly turning atmosphere
I am just one small person in a sea of millions
As I stared into the stars the question slipped into my consciousness
What can one small person do?
One small person can be a shoulder to cry on
One small person can care for someone who is sick
One small person can brighten someone's day with just a smile
One small person can find the cure for an incurable disease
The amount of things one small person can do can not be measured by humanity
One small person can change the world
Thank you stars for your wi...
Anxiety is a bitch
It lets you be lifted up only to tear you down again
It makes you question everything
"Why would you say that!"
"Why would you do that!"
Screams that constant voice in my head
Oh, it is anything if not consistent
"You're fine. It's all in your head."
That's what I hear from friends and family
If only they could live in this head for one day
It's a selfish, demeaning, strong, persistent and horrible disease
And unfortunately it is my disease
Do you want to talk about feeling?
Fear is a very real feeling
Fear of the future
Fear of the unknown
Fear of making life altering mistakes
But you know what else is a feeling?
Joy for seeing a quadriplegic move their toes for the first time
Happiness when you see a patient who once was so close to death get to go home to their family
Exhilaration when you get to be a very big part in saving human life
Sadness when you hold the hand of a patient who you have done everything for
Peace when someone suffering finally gets to go to Heaven
Relief when your long 12 hours are finally over
Comfort when you get to come home to your loving family
Exhaustion when you finally get to slip into your bed a...
I come to you with an open heart
One that is not without scars or pain
But one that is fully content to love it you will let me
I come to you with an open mind
One that will accept you for who you are and will not judge you for your downfalls and failures
I come to you with these things yet you crush my spirit
You take away the very joy that is in my soul
You are the darkness in my night
You are the one thing I can't bear to be without
But you are the one thing that will kill me
As Taylor came too his first thought through the groggy morphine induced haze was where was his Raya. They had brought him out from under the sedation and paralytics that had kept his body still so he could rest and heal so they could see if he could be taken off of the breathing machine. As his eyes adjusted to the lights and his surroundings he took inventory off the room. His parents were at his bedside, his mother had dozed off to sleep with her head on his dads chest, while his dad was watching every movement the nurse who was tending to him made. She was carefully checking all of the tubes and lines and making sure everything was nice and tidy, she touched his arm as she spoke to his fa...
The world is burning
The sky is falling
The earth is dying
We are consumed by hate and greed and apathy
There is no love for our fellow man
There is no sympathy for a world hurting
I cannot stand the words that fall from the lips of our leaders
We need a new safe world
The next time Raya opened her eyes she was in a very strange place. All she could see was bright lights and people running around in what seemed like nothing but pure chaos. Little did she know that chaos was actually them trying to make sure she stayed alive.
In another room they were assessing the damage that Taylor had. It had taken them almost an hour to remove him from the car because he had been impaled. A large piece of metal still protruded from his wound. He had eventually lost so much blood that he had fallen unconscious. Almost immediately they took him to the operating room to try save the young mans life.
Raya tried to look around but quickly realized she couldn't because of the...
Raya's eyes flickered open at the sound of Taylor's deep voice. She knew she had to fight to stay awake through the pain that she just wanted to sleep away. All the while not knowing that the only thing keeping Taylor alive was his sheer will to make sure she made it. They had been driving home from a trip and took a wrong turn. As they argued trying to figure out where they were Taylor's attention was drawn to the road by as set of headlights and that was that last thing he saw before the car was thrown down the ravine. Taylor was pinned by the dash and steering column and with every movement he could feel something cut a little deeper into his chest. He knew he was bleeding and that if he d...
1: My favorite color is red
2: I used to be a music major
3: I don't show people my poetry
4: I wear a lot of blue
5: I am the nap queen
I wish the world would be quiet
I wish it would let me think my own thoughts and quit trying to force its own into my brain
I wish I could make the world silent
But I'm quite sure there is no way
I work in a field where I can literally be the only thing standing between a person living and a person literally taking their last breath.
Imagine a job where you hook someone up to a machine that breathes for them.
Imagine a job where what you do and how well you do it can mean the difference in a person functioning normally or a person suffering traumatic brain damage.
Imagine working in a job where you have to essentially trick the body into doing what you want so you can save the persons life.
Imagine standing at the bedside of someone's grandmother, grandfather, mother, father, brother,sister, son or daughter and literally putting the patients last breath in there lungs and having to ...
I believe in a world were dreams exist and love flows from the lips of those who seek it.
I believe in the salvation of souls and a higher purpose in life.
I believe in a never ending love like no man can fathom and no soul can recreate.
I believe all of this in a world were what I believe is persecuted.
I believe all of this in spite of what others believe.
I believe because I am my own person.
What is it you believe?
"Well that was a bit daring don't you think?" As Autumn brushed herself off she laughed as she remembered the look on Audriana's face when she jumped off of the roof and into the lake. "Well of course it was", she said in a mocking tone, "maybe if you were brave like me you would try it! Audriana thought long and hard at he sisters words and decided that maybe it was time to show her sister that she wasn't a little kid anymore. At five foot and three inches Audriana stood almost a whole foot shorter than her sister. She had never been incredibly interested in Autumns challenges or jabs at her character but for some reason today was different. "You know what Autumn, I accept your challenge! I ...
When I wake up in the morning what will the next tragedy be?
Who will have died in the wake of a battle that no one is willing to fight?
How many lives will be lost to the enemies that stalk us in the night?
They come for us like we are animals that they can control and slaughter.
How much more has to happen before someone will stand up and take control.
Until someone will say Enough!
There is a sort of elegance that comes with dying. As your last breath leaves your body and you cease to worry about worldly troubles and ascend, or well descend, wherever it may be you're going. It is not the dead that mourn but the living who carry around the thought that they cannot live without that person. But they can. The earth will keep spinning, the sun will keep shining, they will continue to grow older until at last, they are not the ones grieving but the ones being grieved for. There is a special sort of eloquence in the darkness of death.
There is beauty in every word spoken and every action taken. There is strength in every step taken and every push. Now whether that beauty is tragic, eloquent, magnificent, tumultuous or fervent well that's not always for a person to decide. We do not have control of the beauty around us we just have to learn to speak truth and peace and walk in faith.