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Tears We Never Shed

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Tears We Never Shed

 

 

 

Some tears we cry but never shed

We just bury them as deep as we can instead

 

Until the day the flood gates open

And we pour out all the grief that was never spoken

 

Grief for all that we’ve seen

For all the hurt

For all of what could’ve been

Pushed down and repressed in our crying heart

Till it over flows and finally bursts apart

 

On that day we spell it out

Give voice to the woe

Put it where it deserves to be

Where it needs to go

 

Sometimes it’s the deepest hurts

The ones we can’t do anything about

That we refuse to look at

We refuse to feel

To cry

To shout

 

But as we say the words and cry the tears

As we feel the pain

We shed our fears

 

With nothing more to hold inside

We can finally breathe

We feel a new wind on our face

Give sorrow a reprieve

 

Like a candle glowing in the dark

Like the day that follows night

We will find the way again

We will find the light

 

Then we can look back

In memory and not in pain

Look back with wisdom at times that will never come again

 

The hurt dissipates once all the tears are gone

And rainbow skies appear

So bright

So clear

 

And your heart moves on

 

 

 

Rach

2011

 

 

Awake! March 2014 “Your Mysterious Tears”

http://www.jw.org/en/publications/magazines/g201403/your-mysterious-tears/

 

 

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Beautifully Undone

 

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Beautifully Undone

 

 

 

Sometimes I just want to run

Run away from the grey

Run into the sun

Everything is too much

The worlds too fast

Too out of touch

Sometimes I want it all to stop

To ground to a halt

To let me off

I want to scream

Want to shout

Want to let it all come out

Sometimes I just can’t stand tall

I feel insignificant

I feel so small

I want to hide

Want to disappear

Want to just not be here

Sometimes I want to fall to the floor

Fall and give way

Fall to my knees and pray

I want to finally give up

Give up pretending I’ve won

Give up and just come

Beautifully undone

 

 

 

Rach

2009

 

 

 


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Smiling Searching Thinking Knowing

 

Let her go Passenger

 

 

Smiling Searching Thinking Knowing

 

 

 

 

 

Smiling in the sunshine

Searching for a reason

Looking for a clue

Thinking about times past

Remembering those words

I’m thinking about you

 

 

Thinking if I were yours

What would you do?

It’s all too deep for you

Knowing you want easy

You want light

You want shiny and new

 

 

Thinking you wouldn’t be there

As I need you to be

I’ve seen the preview

Knowing you want acceptance

You want definition

Knowing you can’t take blue

 

 

Thinking of your shadows

Of your corners too

I have too clear a view

There’s nowhere to slide

Nowhere to blend

I see right on through

 

 

I don’t wear blinders

I don’t do masks

I won’t ignore what’s true

Knowing you can’t duck

You can’t hide

I’m looking straight at you

 

 

Thinking in the sunshine

Smiling in the warm

Taking in the view

Knowing it’s too late

Thinking of the things I’ll miss

Knowing I’ll miss you

 

 

 

2008

Rach

 

 

 

 

 

“Have you ever been in love?  Horrible isn’t it?  It makes you so vulnerable. 

It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. 

You build up all these defences, you build up a whole suit of armour, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life….

You give them a piece of you.  They didn’t ask for it.  They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. 

Love takes hostages.  It gets inside you.  It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.  It hurts. 

Not just in the imagination.  Not just in the mind.  It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.  I hate love.”

– Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones

 

 

 


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Out That Door

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Out That Door

 

 

 

 

 

When you walked away

When you walked out that door

I thought my life was over

Thought I’d sorrow forever more

I would sit alone and cry

My heart in pieces in my hand

Too tired to fight

Too broken to stand

 

 

I gave it all

Gave my life, my soul, my heart

Gave you everything

All I had, right from the start

I would have given my life

If it meant saving yours

You were the reason

You were the cause

 

 

I lived for your smile

Lived for your laugh and love

I thought we were forever

Thought we would rise above

But I was wrong

You never loved me

I was blinded

A fool who just couldn’t see

 

 

Love isn’t love

When it intentionally causes pain

Love doesn’t think only of self

Only about what it can gain

Love keeps on trying

Love gives more than it takes

Love tries to make better

The other persons heart aches

 

 

But that wasn’t you

It was always only me

And it took a heart stabbed over and over

Before I could see

You gave me away

In the blink of an eye

Left me alone

Left love to fade away and die

 

 

You didn’t care

You didn’t think of my pain

You left me there

Left me in the cold dark rain

I was a shadow

A nothingness in your mind

A muted voice

When it came to me – you were blind

 

 

But life is never over

For a heart that is true

There is always a tomorrow

Always a new and more beautiful view

I find now I’m wiser

And I’m braver

And when I look back at you

I see now – you did me a favor

 

 

When you went your way

With selfish abandon

You opened to me to a future

I had never planned on

Freed of your shackles

I wandered confused and blind

Until I stumbled heedlessly into love

The forever after kind

 

 

The sweetest snare

The most comfortable place

I could finally see a future

Written in every line of that face

I could see with a new clarity

And now I know

How the rest of my story

Is sure to go

 

 

No more tears and pain

No more pointless tomorrow

Nothing to doubt

Nothing to sorrow

A love that’s true

Radiant and real

With a man not afraid

To feel what I feel

 

 

I’ve found my home

So easy, so free

A place where I can breathe

Where I can truly be me

A hand to hold

Through every dark winters night

A voice to laugh with

When life’s sun is smilingly bright

 

 

A heart that sings

In tune with mine

A soul that brings a beat

To all my rhyme

Eyes that can see

Straight through to my heart

Beside me every day

Even if oceans should keep us apart

 

 

This is the end of a story

An epic tale

Where the good triumph

As the evil fail

Heroes struggle to the end

Through despair and night

Through many dark perils

Until they find the light

 

 

I struggled in loneliness

Wrapped up in a mask

Ten years of not knowing

Which questions to ask

Ten years of despair

Disguised with a laugh

Stumbling blindfolded

Groping along an impossible path

 

 

And even before that

I longed to roam

For I always felt like an outcast

In the place I called home

They never really knew me

They just passed on by

And I always knew

I had to go, had to fly

 

 

For I knew out there

Somewhere under the same moon

Some one was looking up

Asking God for a boon

Under some distant set of stars

Someone was asking for me

Calling out across

Some storm tossed sea

 

 

I heard that call

But on my way to him

I came across you

And I fell to your whim

I followed you down

Through valleys of thorn and mire

Through howling storms

And searing fire

 

 

But now I’m on the other side

Looking back through the pain

A phoenix rising

Born from the ashes and flame

I am grateful

For all the lessons you taught me

Thank you for where I am

Thank you for where you’ve brought me

 

 

I can’t regret the past

The when and the how

For look at the outcome

Look at me now

I’ve found my future

I know who I am

I’ve faced the good and the bad

And I know how to stand

 

 

I’ve found my love

I’ve found where I belong

For I found that soul

That was calling out to me all along

Now I’m never alone

Never again anymore

So thanks be to you

For walking out that door

 

 

Rach

2008

 

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“Trust in Jehovah and do what is good;

Reside in the earth, and act with faithfulness.

Find exquisite delight in Jehovah,

And he will grant you the desires of your heart.”

– Psalm 37:3-4, David, Son of Jess

 

 

“When one door closes another door opens;

but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door,

that we do not see the ones which open for us. “

– Alexander Graham Bell

 

 

“Finish each day and be done with it. 

You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities have crept in;

forget them as soon as you can. 

Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely

and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

 

“Hope begins in the dark,

the stubborn hope that if you just show up

and try to do the right thing,

the dawn will come”

– Anne Lamott

 

 

“The human story does not always unfold like a mathematical calculation on the principle that two and two make four.  Sometimes in life they make five or minus three; and sometimes the blackboard topples down in the middle of the sum and leaves the class in disorder and the pedagogue with a black eye.”

– Winston Churchill

 

 

“Your heart has been sore wounded too.

Dear Light, love shall cherish you,

till you again look on life with happy eyes.”

– Byron Caldwell Smith, letter to Kate Stephens

 

 


Take This

 

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Take This

 

 

 

 

Switch it off

Walk away

Take these thoughts

Take this day

 

 

Close it down

Let go

Take these feelings

Take this woe

 

 

Turn it out

Give relief

Take these yearnings

Take this grief

 

 

Push it down

Roll again

Take these losses

Take this pain

 

 

Close the lid

Back up

Take these failures

Take this cup

 

 

Zip it up

Be free

Take these wishes

Take this dream

 

 

Snap the lock

Kick in

Take these treasures

Take this win

 

 

Take the leap

Break clear

Take these hopes

Take this fear

 

 

Breath in deep

New start

Take these gleanings

Take this heart

 

 

 

Rach

2006

 

 

 

“The game of life is not so much in holding a good hand

as playing a poor hand well”

~ H.T. Leslie