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Sometimes it is not as we want

it to be, is it?



Her eyes ignite the fire and in

you and your lips bring her the

release that she has been longing

for in her restless dreams.



Seeing the same scene of the crime

over and over in perpetuity wreaks

havoc on a tender heart so scarred.



How harsh the lives of damaged souls

are when they find no peace within.

Roaming the Earth like spirits of

those gone without justice's temper.



How sorrowful and sad to live each

day as one who sees no hope upon an

ever-diminishing horizon. What pain

and despair they must endure daily.



I see them walking with false smiles

and the longing looks of one who has

hope but no faith, life but no spark.



How I wish I could love them and heal

their pain.  But to do so is to be

taken into the emotional darkness of

a despair that threatens no return.



As I kneel to the great "I AM" each

night, I pray for them so their hearts

may receive the light of the world and

see the lie that internal darkness is.



I seek for them the peace that they don't

seem to be able to grasp for themselves,

but would do everything to acquire so

truthfully, lovingly, and sincerely.



Hoping upon hope that the next foray into

love will be the means to transport them

to their peaceful oasis of the heart that

might sustain them for the remainder of time.



Never concede and never give in to the

sorrow and pain. Seek to love first from

within so the heart will always know the

sum of your value as others may see it too.



Your peace exists.  Find it and you will

transcend that realm, your heart healed,

your soul unbroken.