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Between Oceans of Despair and Healing.

Updated on March 9, 2010

Ah, the walk through the brambles

that life far too ofen inflicts,

to the edge of the ocean of despair.


Some only wade there,

others immerse themselves

in its bitter waters
made up of all the world's tears.

Many dive deep and are washed away,

even though there is a bright day that hangs

over this vast puddle of saline,

and many more bright days to come...


One must learn

to tiptoe barefoot

along despairs edge,

see the total bleakness

of what it offers

and head back to what

could be anything but bleak.


I have known friends who have

plunged deeply into despair

never to come back,
the wail of death swallowed them

by their own choice.


But days, weeks,

sometimes even months later,

the reasons for thier taking their own lives

were resolved, and they could have just

hung in there and it all would have been O.K.

We should try to avoid the rush to exit,

when there are so many other doors

to be let in to someone elses heart.


We are Our own best glue

when heart and soul are shattered,

we know where all the pieces go,

less the one he/she stole.


That's a gap that has to be filled

by another more loving person to come.

It makes a small window to

remind us that it is a vast

cruel world out there
and we should never

let just anyone in.




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      Micky Dee 7 years ago

      "I'm afraid I burn my bridges before I cross."