My flaws are a lot like yours.
I judge too quickly.
I hate too often.
I hold needless grudges.
I become jealous of others success.
I make excuses for my flaws.
I could keep writing this list until my dying day, but we are not defined by our flaws, we are defined by how we act.
If you let your flaws contour your emotions you will always be bitter.
I was bitter for so long. I would say I am still bitter to some degree, but I’m working on that particular flaw.
Open doors for people.
Say hello to strangers.
Be kind for no reason.
Give without the thought of reward.
You will find your life becomes much nicer when you do the small and simple things.
What bout this on you ask. I saw my true reflection, much like Dorian Grey did and I didn’t recognise the person starting back at me.
When you look in the mirror who do you see?
As the light fades, he slowly starts to disappear.
Running to him she is met with only a formless shadow.
Tears run down her face.
“I love you… I always have.” She weeps.
“I know.” He says. His last words as he fades away with the light.
Then, just like that, she was alone once more.
Their time was brief, but his memory will be eternally etched in to her heart forever.
That was, and always is love.
I was told I look sad. That when what is written is read it’s like they don’t even know me.
Perhaps it’s true, but at least writing it in to the endless mass of cyber space keeps it from bothering the people in the real world.
I have always been a distant person, only choosing to let in those I trust but experience has taught me that even those people still let you down when it comes down to the breaking point.
People are free to make their own choices to how they see the world.
This sadly is mine.
The sun is bright
The air is cold
Flowers blossom underfoot
The wind gentle yet unable to hold
As the clouds part
As the skies turn blue
As nature is fair but cruel too
Soon the day will end
Soon all turns to stone
Modern man approaches
Soon this will be a memory lost and alone
One two three
Bad things do come
One two three
Not for all but the unfortunate some
You can’t escape of flee
One two three
That’s the sum
All bad things do come in three
I as sit quietly in this car with nothing but my thoughts it dawns on me. I believe I have once again been let down.
After much deliberation I decided to arrange an event for friends, colleagues and those people who I’ve never met.
It was nothing serious, but backed by popular demand.
I’m the only one here.
It’s funny really. I will help where I can, as did my kinsman before me, but still I repeated their mistakes. I put too much faith in people, I give them too much credit that they will honour their words and once again I’ve played the role of the fool.
Why is it I learn from all my lessons in life except this one?
I try to be humble, helpful and just. I just guess there is no place in the world for such things anymore, or at least not in the part of the world I reside.
We can but smile in the shadows of our own fading light. Smile and move on.
What I am is simple
It’s nothing more and nothing less
Any and all, no need to guess.
I am what I am
Dwelling on the past
Fearing the future
But always living in the moment.
I am me