Ringgren

Maybe, there's a reason for all the pain. Maybe not? But what I know for sure, is that we can't take it all at once. I tried to be the good person, to give of myself, in the right way. Without hurting any one, or myself. I know I am not perfect, in any way. No one is. Really.  But, I also find it hard to imagine a world where there is less pain.

There are thoughts in my head that I cannot escape Thoughts that are slowly and surely making my head cave in I don't want to feel like this, like I am slipping back into the old pain. But I am. I am afraid. Afraid that I will lose myself to the old memories. Never let go of those, and never be in charge of my own life. Never accept that something has passed and new things take hold. Not able to let someone love me like they want to, for fear of being left behind. Because what if they let me believe in that love so deeply. Folding into an abyss that is vast. Like a blanket covering my eyes from the truth of what I have. I don't want to have these fears. Carry them around like a heavy backpack. Full of misery and pain. Stopping my growth and letting me fail all over again. This time, because of my own self. I am better than these thoughts, I am stronger. If I fall in too deep, that is because I want to. And I deserve to. It is all I can truly be anyway. ...

Quiet nights, stolen moments. Wondrous feelings I, spent a lifetime, chasing down the roads of imperfection. I put my arms, around your shoulders. Breathing in your light. Feel like I am finally losing, the grip on my unhappiness. You had your way, I found a lesson in your embrace. There's a lifetime of knowledge, and magic to your name. So I sway to the music, of your sweet voice. The soft tendrils of its tune, sings me to sleep. I am loved and enveloped, by your smile, thankfully I can stay here for a while.

You are just like me. Waiting for a moment to, grasp the eternal sunshine. Embodying the loving embrace, of life in its purest form. You are just like me. The dark circles under your eyes, fade away as love warms you up. Can't you see how much you're like me. There is never a moment where, I take for granted the love that you give. But you just have to let go of your fear, and see that I am right here. You are just like me.

There's no other way to describe it, than with three little words. He saved me. Maybe not in the traditional sense, where he comes riding in on a white horse. But with a liberating and enlightening caress. He is not my knight in shining armour, not that I would want him to be. He is just a man. That relit a flame in my heart. A flame that has slumbered, through heartbreak, breakdowns and numbing pain. A flame that, once fanned, cannot be extinguished. It's a burning, blinding, engulfing passion. He doesn't know how much it meant, but he broke down the boundary. Saved my heart, in the kindest of ways.

If you ever want to be in love, I will be around. Just let me know. Give me a reason to call you back into my embrace. Confound me with your beauty. I just want to stay by your side. Be the loving presence you’ve always needed. The partner that understands your ins and outs. And treasures them all, as they were her own. Just let me know. Give me a reason to entwine my fingers with yours. Because the intimacy we share has momentous waves. It swallows us up and blends us together. Not knowing where you begin and I end. A mesh of wondrous magnificence. If you ever want to be in love, I will be around. Just let me know.

I'm seeing the flowers, like it's the first time. Their colours make my, eyes fill up with joy. Spilling over the edges. Trying to understand how. beautiful the world is. The wonder of laughter, a child can give so abundantly. A hug when they sense it is needed. It can mend even the worst days. As long as you have their love, nothing can destroy that safety, no matter how much madness there is. The world might feel cold at times, but when the chips are down, the brave ones take point. They give you a sense of normalcy. And that life will be better, and soon. Because we are inherently not selfish. I have never experienced it in times of need. I am but a single human in a sea of them, but I believe in leading by example. That is the most important thing, I have gathered from my time on this earth. Kindness is always a better choice, no matter the circumstances. World, you will not get me down.

I don't know why, but I feel so alone some times. However, yesterday, I was reminded that I am in no way alone. And that I have people rooting for me. Amazing and wonderful people. Who will go out of their way to make me a pot of important things to remember. I got one such pot yesterday. I basically knew what it was before she had fully given it to me. And I started sobbing immediately. I knew what it was, what it meant and the love was almost too much for me to handle. If that makes any sense. Crying because of pure love for someone, is incredible. It makes you feel invincible and like there is no amount of pain that could ever hurt you again. Tonight I opened and read some of the wonders that this pot had inside. I was having an anxiety attack that was coming and reading those words made it go away. Not immediately, but slowly. It also worked because, looking at it, opening it, imagining the care that went into making it makes me incredibly happy. She absolute...

There is no pain that I can't endure any more. I am stronger than the thoughts that try to scare me. Because I have the grace of God on my side.

All the anxiety disappears as quickly as it appeared. The twist around my head starts loosening its grip. The breathing starts to calm down, this is just life, it is not a fight or flight moment. The nervousness flows out through my steady breaths. The feeling that lingers is only peace. Knowing that God has my heart accounted for, and His peace is everlasting. He guides and protects me on my journey, and He lingers in every choice that I make. Good or bad, He does not condemn, for it is his eternal Grace that has put us here. To embrace and give light, that is my purpose. In whatever medium I choose to express it, there it will bring the most change. No matter what my past has been, there is a way to release the pain of it. It can help define us, but it shall not be our essence. We are more than our mistakes. And even more important, we are not only our victories. There is so much more than winners and losers. The glory is not the hunt for perfection, ...