I am forgetful.
I forget the things I just said or thought.
I forget the moments that are pivotal to others, but not to me.
I forget some people I’ve met and grew up with.
but I never forget the words that stung me, the words that healed me, the words that made me grow.
I never forget the people who changed me and helped me mold myself to who I am now.
I never forget who I am and who I want to be.
I keep it in my heart, deep within my mind, the things I want to remember unconsciously drifting about inside my head.
What you believe in is what exists for you.
It matters not what religion, it matters not what is true.
As long as you do not cause others pain and suffering,
what you believe in is what exists for you.
Your desire to be alone does not equate to you not wanting to spend time with your loved ones once in a while.
Seedlings sprout when you water them and nourish them.
Plants grow when you take good care of them and shower them with love and care.
Only then will they bear the fruits of your labor in return.
Like children, we should always encourage them, no matter how crazy their dreams may be in the beginning, we never know unless we give them a chance, right?
Your words are like blades that cut down the ropes they use to fly their kites that hold their dreams.
Choose them wisely before it’s too late and the buds you so carefully sowed, wilt away.
“We’ve only scratched the surface of this life we’re living. None of us will remain the same.
Dream big while you’re alive, and leave a few footsteps for others to retrace.”
The stars cried many tears, they wavered within the moon’s embrace.
“We should all face the fire together!”
The youngest cried as he held onto the diminishing light of his mother Methuselah.
“Do not fear the unknown, child. Face it with courage and understand it.”
Silently, as to not make his presence known to his children, Helios wept.
Her song filled the small, four-cornered room as she sang to herself to abate the sorrow.
When was it that she braved to face the struggles outside her haven?
She felt the pang of reality strike her like it always did, that someday, she would have to step out into the chaos.
For now, she sings her songs full of hope for a better tomorrow.