People exhaust me. Ask too many questions. Talk too much about others or themselves. Rarely to each other. And almost always without any depth. Perhaps it’s the old soul in me since I don’t relate to most people my age, but I’d much rather be at home writing. Preferably next to my two cats.
There are days when I don’t want to think
I just want to feel
You keep giving your time to others
Don’t forget to take time for yourself
You don’t have to wait
To make changes in your life
I promise one day you will meet someone who will light up your dark sky
And be absolutely mesmerized by how you carried on each night
It’s always been in my nature to heal others
My heart has always
And will always
Belong to you
Would you remember me if I jumped?
If I decided to give everything up?
I don’t want to be a jumper
Sometimes we just need fresh air, the sun and a car ride
I was angry at G-d for a long time and didn’t understand why I had suffered so much in my life. I never had a choice in the trauma I faced. It took me many years of therapy to come to terms that He was always there leading me. He guided me on a path to help others by sharing my difficult past to give others peace.