HeavenCanWait, på Nov 12 2009, 03:12 PM, sagde:
Hejsa søde Maria
Jeg er virkelig ked af at du har det så hårdt, men jeg må tilstå at jeg også stadig har dage der er ekstremt hårde og hvor jeg sommetider ønsker jeg var et andet sted
Jeg havde sådan en dag i går og det endte ud i, at jeg skrev et brev til Michael. Ved godt han aldrig vil få det, men det hjælper at få skrevet alle følelserne ned og så at græde, det hjælper også.
Hvis du har lyst til, at snakke så er min msn: callberg76@hotmail.com
Knus og varme tanker /Nina
Du inspirerede mig til at skrive lidt af mine egne tanker ned. Jeg kan kun anbefale det videre til andre. For det hjælper utrolig meget. Jeg fik i hvert fald en hel del ud af det og rykkede klart et felt frem i processen. Så tak for din idé.
That day my soul got torn apart in a million pieces.
Pieces as were cast out into the worlds. The fear was overwhelming.
I know no longer who I am. Know no longer where I am going.
Like a zombie I walk the empty shell of what was supposed to be a beautiful world.
So empty now it echoes when I speak.
Since that day my heart has been bleeding.
Bleeding the life out of me.
It is slowly bleeding me dry. My world is coming to an end.
In blind silence I await the unknown. Trapped in the cage of my own incomprehensiveness.
When will this end?
Since that day it all seems so surreal.
Abandoned, in what now only seems as a shallow set piece of a play that was never thought to have an ending.
I let the sadness and bitterness consume me.
Drown myself in blank ignorance.
But somehow I can hear the heartbeat that ended its journey in this world that day.
And I sense it somewhere in what little is left of my core.
It echoes.
I follow the sound and I find you. I sense a little of it in you too.
And I wonder if you can hear it beating too?
Since that day the days are dark.
For the rest of this life I will die slowly. But we all will.
I will not painfully bleed in vain.
We must walk in the darkness before we can learn to find and appreciate light.
We can unite in our journey to gather the pieces of our broken hearts and broken souls.
Since that day I shall search the long lost adventures.
In my journey I shall redefine myself.
To honour my King.
From the undying dreams we can rebuild this world. Make the set up complete.
A new world. A stronger world.
The legacy that was left here is of great importance.
We must remain true to ourselves and each other. It is what is left in us that matters.
Since that day we are the army of hope and the soldiers for love.
And it is all for love…