October Diaries- Post #8: In the light of Forgiveness

Forgive yourself for the pain you put yourself through,
For unloving yourself when someone failed to love you,
For feeling small when the world tried to make you feel that way.
Forgive yourself for the path that you took by mistake,
For not knowing better when you expected yourself to,
For letting yourself down when you wanted to be the best.
Forgive yourself for hurting within and for hurting yourself some more,
For feeling ugly when they stopped calling you beautiful,
For blaming yourself for losing him, when he left of his own accord.
Forgive yourself for brooding and for sighing and for self pity.
Don't regret the time you spent redeeming yourself.
After a storm, take the time to recover, to rehabilitate and to restore.
Remember that the storm is never the end.
It's a second chance, pick up the pieces,
Discard the ones that weigh you down and put together those that make you whole.
And if a storm should come yet again,
It would have to think twice before trying to break you.
For forgiveness doesn't just heal, it empowers.

Dear Heart

Dear Heart,
Why must you suffer the pain of my wrong doing?
Others say you deserve to feel this way.
But how can I blame you for feeling the way you do.
A partner doesn't abandon.
I can't live without you and you can't without me.
Together we see through the best and the worst of times.
Dear heart, pain is temporary.
Tomorrow will be a happier day.
Or maybe it will be today.
But suffer no more old friend
For I have grown to understand you.
And you understand me.
Maybe the past helped us grow.
The future will be better.
No more is it me against you.
It's me and you against the world.
Come what may, I'm never leaving your side again.
You and I can conquer and achieve.
And with each other, there can be no one stronger.
O heart of mine, let me be foolish no more.
I've learnt a lesson thats for a lifetime:
Your own heart before any other,
Fall in love within before falling for another.

The Raging Storm

The words won't come when they must.
But for an idle mind, these thoughts, they lust.
They inhabit every corner and side,
Leaving no space for silence to abide.
There's a whirlwind, a form of a storm.
It's raging and you know where it's come from.
But no one should know what's beneath your skin.
No one would care for this Trojan-like betrayal from within.
You want to be free, but be in control,
You wanna see what you want, but won't take what may unfold.
You wanna have your way and walk it too,
But you'll have to have your cake and eat it too.
Your thoughts are spinning wildly in a mess,
You want to pen it down, but you fear you'll digress.
And you search high and low for a place to let go,
For a reason to break and a ground that won't shake,
And you climb the tallest mountains and you sail the deepest seas,
Thinking your happiness lies in places hard to reach.
When all of a sudden life stops you in the middle of no where
And you close your eyes and feel the air.
And you take it in and let the storm out.
You let it fill you with strength and it dissolves the doubt.
You've been everywhere but inside of yourself,
That's where you go now, that's where you delve.
And your strength is back as easy as that,
You just needed to stop the noise, turn the volume down flat.
And you're on your knees and the feeling is gone
You open your eyes....

The storm was you all along.

The Great Escape - Fan Request #5

We have all got our holiday homes.
A place we go when we need to be away from daily routine.
The escapade.
We escape from monotony.
Sometimes we leave cause we need to be away.
We run away from what we believe to be harmful for us.
Or from what we would rather not face.
Sometimes any other place would do except for here.
Not all of us can afford to run away to a new place.
To find a new home to dwell or a resort to relax.
We are the kind that run from the inside.
We leave reality and find something that we make to be real.
We cease to exist where we are and begin to live where we wish to be.
We find our solace in places that the world cares less to explore.
We make up our own worlds where life is different.
Where life is easier.
Where life feels real.
We'd rather live in our heads than in a cruel world of our own.
How exciting to choose the kind of land you are to be born into.
To choose your lifestyle...
Customised to your liking.
How beautiful it is to run.
How beautiful it is to escape every once in a while.
To be where you want to be.
With the people you want to be with.
To feel protected, secure and rest assured
that theres always a place you can run to...
Especially when lifes not all that rosy.
I run all the time, I run to my place of thought
To my island of rest and to my world of sureity.
I run to a place where only I know.
A place that only I go.
And someday, when you understand me and my need to escape...
I'll take you there too.