A New Start?
Miyazu-darling, your writing is truly an inspiration. Though it's not much yet, perhaps that flame won't be taking that eternal sleep just yet. Thanks for giving me hope.
And thank you Hillary. Your caring means more to me than you will ever realize. When I continue to cry and feel alone, know that it's not your fault. There's some things you can't just fix for me, hon. But your willingness to listen to me is more than some people have ever offered, and more than some ever will.
Thank you Dana. We've been through a lot together, now. And I say "together" because I truly believe that what I've been through, you've been through, and what you've been though, I have been. It's insane, but it's true. I honestly think of you like a sister, and I mean this more than any silly junior high girls might mean. This is not playing at being sisters... We are. And I know you understand. We understand each other. And that's what makes things work. I love you, sis-tor.
Quiet Reflections
I am here
surrounded by other people
yet utterly alone
the ceaseless chattering
falls blindly upon my ears
but I do not listen
instead I wrack my mind
trying so hard to find the answers
to my endless flow of questions
why do I live?
to drown in my misery?
why must I keep struggling?
to learn the despairs of hopelessness?
where is my hope?
has it flown away so silently on soft and snowy wings?
where has my guardian angel gone?
have I truly been abandoned with only this golden feather to comfort me?
what has happened to my faith?
has it gone crashing to the ground as have all my other hopes and dreams?
or has it just been swept aside?
has busy stress kept me too preoccupied to notice my loss of faith?
or have I watched it trickle away with morbid fascination?
my questions go unanswered
but no longer do I care
for I have found the answer
to the question I did not ask
who can truly save me from this downward spiral?
or could it be
that He found me?
Dear God, give me strength and hold me close to your side.
-M. Y. 3/15/01
And thank you Hillary. Your caring means more to me than you will ever realize. When I continue to cry and feel alone, know that it's not your fault. There's some things you can't just fix for me, hon. But your willingness to listen to me is more than some people have ever offered, and more than some ever will.
Thank you Dana. We've been through a lot together, now. And I say "together" because I truly believe that what I've been through, you've been through, and what you've been though, I have been. It's insane, but it's true. I honestly think of you like a sister, and I mean this more than any silly junior high girls might mean. This is not playing at being sisters... We are. And I know you understand. We understand each other. And that's what makes things work. I love you, sis-tor.
Quiet Reflections
I am here
surrounded by other people
yet utterly alone
the ceaseless chattering
falls blindly upon my ears
but I do not listen
instead I wrack my mind
trying so hard to find the answers
to my endless flow of questions
why do I live?
to drown in my misery?
why must I keep struggling?
to learn the despairs of hopelessness?
where is my hope?
has it flown away so silently on soft and snowy wings?
where has my guardian angel gone?
have I truly been abandoned with only this golden feather to comfort me?
what has happened to my faith?
has it gone crashing to the ground as have all my other hopes and dreams?
or has it just been swept aside?
has busy stress kept me too preoccupied to notice my loss of faith?
or have I watched it trickle away with morbid fascination?
my questions go unanswered
but no longer do I care
for I have found the answer
to the question I did not ask
who can truly save me from this downward spiral?
or could it be
that He found me?
Dear God, give me strength and hold me close to your side.
-M. Y. 3/15/01