Move Forward...

Skipped forward to now.... Damn! Oh, sorry I thought this was later. But? Didn't we already do this??? Sorry again... We made this better. Right? Yet, it's not and no... Wishing and hoping sucks. Reality, more so. Is this moving forward? Oh hell NO!!! Life doesn't move forward. Same and last... The lie is still the same, Please hope... Is the uglyest lie!

Carry What Joy?

So this is not my week...
Destined as it was for chaos and heartbreak.
It all builds and builds,
making it harder and harder to find the Joy.
My own pain is but a reflection
of those who suffer more...
I want to fix your pain!
Those of you, I love so much.
To strip clean the sadness and anguish.
Making light, out of the dark.
Yet...
It isn't ment to be.
So as you cry, I will hold you still.
The emptiness and lose I will attempt to fill.
Longing, as I do...
For peace to find you.
I will try and carry what Joy I have,
and leave it at your door.
It's all I have.
It's all I can do.
And I pray it is enough to get you through.,,

Ride To Battle

You are the warrior. 

Here among the anger and sorrow.

Battling through pain, anguish and failure...

I see you Shine!

Your heart beats not only for you,

but seemingly keeps others alive as well.

Your love and caring

is that Strong!

Stretched way past your limits,

You keep giving still.

So intensely gifted is your 

compassion, time and soul.

Disappointment rises yet again

and you ride to battle.

Defeat is not an option!

In awe I feebly attempt to assist.

I polish the shield,

I sharpen the sword

and I cheer you on from the sidelines.

Yet, all know

It is You who wields the weapon.

It is You who leads the charge!

Your battle cry is silent,

but heard by all who know.

And with a mighty heart

and a bright soul,

You charge yet again into 

the dark!

(For Melissa, my family's warrior)