Grateful — March 2017

Didn’t look like a good month half way gone
Looked like I’d end up where I didn’t want
Like a flood it sees me fighting
Finding a way to make better this that I have
It would seem like I suffer
But God knows how it has worked out to my rise

I am grateful for chance

Mysterious almost
That strange luck
I am grateful for open doors
The good fortune that I’ve got

You have made a way

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Let me go

I don’t know what to say
How to tell you I’m sorry
Guilt consumes me
Freezes my confidence
Broods over the sadness
That I stepped into a snare

It was good for the while
A period as a wink
What was I thinking

Let me go
Free me from our bond
That I feel I hurt no one
If I put a stake through my core
Nor cause me pain
If by what I do I be hurting you

Some things just happen
Not this one
I blinked
Why me
Walked outside the walls
As with a mind brainless

That you love me so is reason to stay
That I love you so is the reason I want to go

Shh
Breathe
Love
Live

Let me go
Free me from our bond
That I feel I hurt no one
If I put a stake through my core
Nor cause me pain
If by what I do I be hurting you

That you love me so is reason to stay
That I love you so is the reason I want to go

Shh
Heal
Love
Live

 

There’s hope, Frodo.

Gandalfs death is not in vain, nor would he have you give up hope. You carry a heavy burden Frodo, don’t carry the weight of the dead.

I heard a voice in my head. She said to me, “even now, there is hope left.” But I cannot see it; it’s been long since we had any hope.

I know what to do, it’s just that I’m afraid to do it.

Even the smallest person can change the course of the future. You have your own choice to make … to rise above the heights of all your fathers … or to fall into darkness with all that is left of your kin.

— From the Lord of the Rings