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Dishonest Liar

To be myself I wouldn't dare to let the world see to show them who I really am is too hard for me I feel the loneliness coming on like a wave the powerful tide I can't control is making the real me impossible to save so I keep drowning, deeper and deeper still, If I had any guts at all I would use my free will God gave me a choice in this important matter but I chose to be a phony And let the real me scatter

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Tara Jennings

Date: 10/17/2010 11:29:00 PM

grief is vast and encompases so much. we grieve so many things in life for our selves and others, but grief is a raging fire that burns every thing but what we mourn away. The edges of the grief never goes away but in time when we think we can bear no more the pain itself becomes a motivating strength to help us reinvent ourselfs from the scattered ashes, self preservation or survival instincts.