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Surreal..

I drove back to Lynchburg last night after your funeral. All I could think, “Is this honestly real?”Yesterday is a blur to me. I sat on the steps of the church you grew up in.. And spoke with the people that were with you when you passed. The only way to describe how I felt is surreal. I know these people were just like me, but I believe they could have also been angels. They explained how the last day they shared with you came after two weeks of rain, But not that day, there was sunshine. As I drove in silence, surreal. I was there physically, but my mind was a constant flashback of growing up. You were a gentle soul that took simplicity to another level. You were caring and it didn’t matter I was younger; you still took the time to know me. You gave so much peace to this world. You were more then just a person people knew, you were a person people wanted to know. You have taught us all so much about what it means to take others into consideration. Thank you for that. You were a person that was not afraid of change and you took things in stride. You became a leader of many without ever knowing it. You were an “old soul” in a young man's body. You were an adventurer in your own way and you have challenged us, the ones you have left behind, not only to daydream.. But to live life unafraid.

Who You Are..

silence pierces your jumbled thoughts…the only strategy in keeping insanity at bay. darkness envelops an image…entrapping the reflections of who you are.you see the reflections as though they are the backside of a page…someone has already written on. you see the words bleeding through…though you can’t quite make out what they are saying.memories are steadfast…amidst your haunting grasp on reality.there is light in the confusion…but a constant battle on the barren venue you have chosen.color creeps in and you begin to lose sight…of what brought you to this madness.composing yourself, you push through what is expected…and become the reality of who you are.

She Is..

Life is fleeting; a deep breath and you could be someone years from now you don't know.

Maturity can be achieved by the perception in a stranger's eyes.

Spitefulness is a plague, if you give into it, it may possess the power to overtake you.

It is possible to overcome the urge to give into bitterness.

Love is innocent, but if you lose it, it has the potential to destroy everything good in you.

There is a deeper understanding of what it means to love with scars.

Patience is a desirable trait, but if you pray for it, you may find it changes everything you knew about life.

Accepting patience opens a new world.

Friendship is worthwhile, although few people consider true friendship as valuable as others do.

It is possible to let go of those who use you.

Consideration is human, even if selflessness is not an act often attained.

Selflessness does not mean the giving up of yourself.

Influence is powerful; its persuasion can mystify judgment.

Guidance can be given without semantics..........

There are endeavors to be explored, adventures to seize.

She is walking the ledges, climbing the trestles, and gazing into the facade before her.

She is calling its bluff.

She is standing here.

She is not perfect, but she refuses to run.

She is done with being scared of the things she cannot change.

She is what she has always been.

She is just a girl.

She is living life the best way she knows how.

A New Beginning..

There was something about the way she looked that day. A finger couldn't be placed on it. She managed to seize the disorder running ramped about her, captivated by life as it was thrown her way. This was it. The moment she could stand on her own, laugh on her own, and stand tall next to the something that for so long had a way of bringing her to her knees. The familiar was kind, but not quite the mystery she had learned by heart. Surrounded by warmth, she stood motionless as did the forever present thoughts that had haunted her for so long. She realized she too had grown up along the way. She had unlocked a new beginning rather than the continuation of what was. She felt herself smile that smile and in that moment she devoted to memory what it was to love innocently.

Innocence..

You live a philosophy that pushes me once again to become something I never thought would change. Past mistakes and choices I’ve made along the way are just the methods that have brought me to this place. I sit here among the dead and my mind drifts to a peaceful place where birds sing their songs and the sun shines down on my face. This place is an escape from the reality echoing through my heart and my mind. Life is vastly different from what I thought I knew, from where I thought I would be. Leaves descend and are softly swept away in the wind, as are the thoughts lingering in my conscience. There is much light where you live. There is a peace in the chaos which you are surrounded by. I find comfort in the innocence of it all, but am afraid that like the peaceful place to which I flee, you too will become something less than reality.

Faded Memory..

Wretched insects once haunted her. She prayed for the day she could remember the past without imagining what life could have been like. The daily routine seemed near impossible at the time. She held on for as long as she could. To say he grew faint is an understatement to the toil and indecisions that ate away at a being that once was. Time slid away as did the girl who thought she knew everything she needed to. What she did not realize was the road she was on had just begun. She spent years trying to rid herself of the one thing that plagued her. Finally the day came where she woke up to see she was worth more than a faded memory.