Dying

You think she's strong inside But you'd be terribly wrong She's like a bird with a broken wing Who's too hurt to sing her song Her heart has slowed its beat Her spirit can no longer fly She holds bravely onto the pain Until the only thing left is to die Light slowly fades from her eyes As she draws her last earthly breath And the love she'd once given freely Taken with her in sweet peaceful death

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Vickey Rhymer

Date: 1/6/2023 4:09:00 AM

Honey don't hold on to pain.Yes it must be examined but not to your detriment. Become the unaffected observer realizing You are safe from all.You are a powerful woman ,you are made up of solid stock. You are born from the blood of Vikings.Able to traverse the blackest storms and keep your boat afloat.Arriving upon a new shore to make your place among all.USE YOUR POWER For You.I choose to puke it out when it tries to overwhelm .Sometimes in words,sometimes in song,but I don't go along to get along I fight for that fledgling Within.AV

Tina Rhymer
Date: 1/12/2023 10:13:00 PM

I wrote when I become overwhelmed, even if it's gibberish, no one sees it but me. Love T.M.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/5/2023 9:17:00 PM

This is how I felt about my mother when cancer struck her in the worst ways "She's like a bird with a broken wing Who's too hurt to sing her song"

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 1/5/2023 9:09:00 PM

we always hope for a peaceful death Tina, if we are lucky we will have one, God bless