#contained thoughts

[elderglocks]

"Be a MIRROR, Not a DOORMAT, Not a BENCH, Not a PUNCHING BAG."

[elderglocks]

Being a mutual means "You, giving the same treatment as the others gives you" No more, No less.

[itssherendipity]

Weren’t times much easier

Weren’t times much easier, when we showed we actually cared?

Wasn’t it more meaningful to wholesomely embrace the world and not forsake the nature of past?

We were so beautiful. A speck of light and a glimpse of hope. Flickering but never wavering.

You might be confused as maybe those words I said was wrong. We flicker cause things pass by us and illuminate a light we aren’t sure is real or not.

Passion, lust, confusion, passion, anxiety, stillness, compulsiveness, faint, stillness and more confusion, wait, pause, hold, wait, pause hold, repeat.

Remember. Remember who you are. Remember. The past and all those scars. Remember, you’re still a shining star.

Hold it, steady, triggers fire everywhere. Compassion seeking everywhere. Hold that steady. Hold it strong. Be prepared and cuss less for your last song.

Every moment, every time, a word of encouragement, is hard to say. Contained in a cage, with words not a word. Can’t escape these lips, from the passing hurt.

Enable me to speak my mind.Enable me. To move from time to time. A losing ground is scary at first. But keep it steady. Time is present. Ripples of the heart. Longing to speak, longing to be heard.

I love you. Said me. The me that hurts with infringement on my everlasting infinite bounds, intangible, scared mind. I love you. That’s what I want to say.

You are my song. You are my earth. But more importantly you are worth so much more.