I feel like a paper cut just waiting to bleed.

Flames burn so long as they are fed. Rivers rage so long as it rains. The sun rises so long as the earth rotates. Prayers are answered so long as they are uttered sincerely. Hope exists so long as there is a new day. Miracles never cease so long as there is faith. Love endures so long as kindness rules all actions. Dreams thrive so long as they are pursued. Never give up.

So much has been done to my body and still somehow not enough.

Standing naked on the beach with all of my secrets between my legs I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me of myself

Teaching is a noble profession As a matter of fact majority-learn by their own experiences situations believes understanding capacity and IQ levels.

You haunt my days and dreams.

Something somewhere knows whats best for me and promises to keep sending me people and experiences to light my way as long as I live in gratitude and keep paying attention to the signs.

Theres no need for conversation if it means becoming slave to one another.

I wish that love could be broken down the way it breaks me down.

Prayers are not measured or answered by the number of multitudes or pilgrims praying but by the seeds of their faith.