friends and family.

I am thankful, eternally grateful,

and I will always remember that

My mother taught me this.

IN MY DREAMS

In my dreams

You are healthy again

I can touch you once more

There is no depression

No isolation and no pain

In my dreams

You embrace me gently

And I whisper softly

My days are so lonely now

Nights are dark and too silent

In my dreams

We talk about my future

Remember our past together

Forgive any disappointments

Validate our grief and loss

In my dreams

I promise to be strong

To live my life to the fullest

Carry your spirit with me always

Pray for you daily

In my dreams

I feel whole again

Knowing you are within reach

My tears cleanse my soul

And I awaken to the new journey.

TODAY IS JUST A ROUTINE DAY

Somebody will take his or her last breath today

Somebody will lose his or her job today

Somebody will find out they have a terminal illness today

Somebody will get raped today

Somebody will suffer verbal abuse today

Somebody will be a victim of domestic violence today

Somebody will be involved in a car accident today

Somebody will have his or her house burn down today

Somebody will have a miscarriage today

Somebody will decide to end his or her marriage today

Somebody will commit suicide today

Somebody will have their spouse cheat on them today

Somebody will admit that he or she is an alcoholic today

Somebody will become homeless today

Somebody will become addicted to drugs today

Somebody will lose a loved one to death today

Somebody will be grateful today

Today is just a routine day.

I THINK

I think even while I sleep...

I think about how loud and clear people

can be pushed away  by another person

 and have the illusion

 that there can be some pain

worse than the push.

I think about how sad it is

 to feel the "need"

to hang on to a love

 that lowers a person's own respect

for themselves.

I think about lies

and wonder how many times

they can be overlooked

to avoid

the inevitible.

I think about how deep some hurts are

and how pain is tolerated

 for moments of pleasure.

I think about the risk people take

by giving up what they "have"

in the hopes  of having "more".

I think about fear

 and how it immobilizes people.

I think about what love means to me.

I think about a love I know.

I think about a love I used to know.

I think of what could be.

I think of what really is.

I think about toleration.

I think about humiliation.

I think about deceit.

I think about potential.

I think about joy.

I think about hope.

I think about you.

Ironically, sadly and lastly...

I think about me.

MEAN PEOPLE STINK

 Mean people stink

They kick you when you’re down

They see it in your eyes when you’re weak

They love to make you frown

Stupid people stink too

They have no clue what is right or wrong

They are human speed bumps

They probably can’t recall words to one song

Bullies are a special breed of stink

They enjoy pushing your buttons a lot

They are usually the passive aggressive type

They get pleasure in making under your collar hot

So… to all you stinkers on this planet earth

Stay away from me and go take a flying jump

Keep the mind games and save the useless chatter

I certainly don’t need validation from a stinkin’ chump!