Wednesday, July 2, 2008


Sometimes, our hearts are so damaged and our heads are left spinning. Sometimes, our things just escape our grip. Sometimes....
It all is beyond our control. Sometimes, its all too hard.

And then, a glimmer of hope comes and we forget ourselves. We forget we're worthy of love, of tenderness, of happiness.

I haven't forgotten.

If happily ever after is a place, I'm just on a detour.

Sometimes, you have to be your own glimmer of hope. Sometimes, a blogger is just someone who writes well. Who is smug and arrogant and can't open up. Who connects on the surface. I tried to pull you from your pedestal and instead, I toppled over.

Sometimes, a man is just a man.
Sometimes, a need must go unfulfilled.

Sometimes, lust is not enough.

I am a damaged dreamer, swimming against the tide - my hopes buried deep in my chest. I am worthy of love. Of care. I can not be cast aside like yesterday's news.

And in that, I lay down my pen tonight.

Sometimes, you must simply let go.
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Torrance Stephens bka All-Mi-T said...

i love myself
so i never forget im worthy folk

Chris said...

Sometimes, it's not even that you aren't worthy...sometimes it just makes you feel like you are looking for something that doesn't even exist...and then you give up. Not because YOU aren't good enough, but because you feel too picky. He'll find you...for real.

Young woman on a journey said...

lol. i wrote a similar post not too long ago. these are just low spots. but they don't last forever. and deep in your heart, you know you are truly worthy...if you didn't you wouldn't have to think about this.