*Crack, crack*

Hello,

How are you?

How has everything been?

 

I’ve come to you with something nice and quick

But very important….

Today’s fortune cookie!

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What if the stars could speak?

Staring up at the beautiful midnight sky,

Lit up by the hundreds of shining stars,

A question continually crosses my mind…

What if the stars could speak?

 

Those lonely nights spent stuck within our own head would’ve been spent talking with those up overhead.

If the stars could speak,

They would whisper down and make sure it was clear,

“We will be there every step of the way shining in the midst of your darkness”

All the secrets, tears and laughter would be shared and they would reassure us,

“It was going to be okay”

They would listen and make sure they…

Shined brighter when darkness was creeping up closer,

And dimmed when it was returning to the shadows.

 

If the stars could speak..

They’d be our new trusted friend,

All the screaming thoughts that were trapped would’ve been said out loud to them while they heard from above,

They would advise us from a different perspective as they can see what we cannot,

If stars could speak,

We’d be awake every night speaking rather than crying in our sleep.

 

You see,

Although stars cannot speak,

They were there for us in the darkness,

They gave us light when we were stuck in the night,

Without them we would still be lost and afraid,

But they were there when no one else was.

 

Thank you stars,

We didn’t even have to wish,

For you to come to our help. ☺️
(Inspiration by ShadowsinMidnight… Thank you hope you enjoy☺️)

You’re my inspiration…

Days have passed and no words have been written,

Sitting with an empty page opened,

Thinking, reading and looking out for any inspiration,

But still no sentences or posts have been developed.

There was a time when the flow of words were Unstoppable,

It took hours to compress the ramble into a decent meaningful post,

But it feels like the words have run out,

Or maybe the words aren’t fitting together to make any sense.

So the power is getting passed onto you,

Anyone who stumbles upon this, comment or leave a message of anything you’d like to read about,

Whether you want advice, a different perspective or just another opinion,

A topic, experience, sentence or simply a word, Anything.

You’re my inspiration.

 

Can’t wait to see what you come up with. 🙂

 

Light at the end of the tunnel…

Darkness.

Darkness all around.

Not even a little speck of light.

I used to be afraid of the dark,

I still am,

But that just makes me more determined to keep moving,

I’m not going to keep sitting here afraid,

I’m going to be afraid but brave enough to walk through the darkness until I see the light,

Even if it means I’ll trip and fall,

As long as I’m not stuck in the same place.

I’ve been walking for quite some time,

It’s no longer pitch black,

That’s how I know I’m not that far from the opening,

Just got to keep on moving,

Stay strong,

The sun always shines.

Darkness…

Darkness.

Silence.

I can’t stand it. I’m surrounded by nothingness. It’s like the world has lost all its colour and all that remains is pure darkness. Not a single sound, except the silent ringing in my ears that’s deafening me.

I want to scream, but whenever I try, again there’s nothing. I’ve always been scared of the dark and now I can’t find any escape from it. I’m stuck and afraid, fearing and anticipating the uncertainty that lurkes somewhere within my dark surroundings. I outstretch my hands and pray for a switch, a light, but all I get is emptiness.

There’s  supposed to be a full moon tonight, but even that has somehow disappeared in the midst of all this blackness. I can’t take this any longer, it feels like the darkness is creeping in closer, slowly engulfing and taking over.

“Please make this stop!!” Even though there was no physical sounds to be heared, the silent echo chorused throughout my body, awakening parts of me I forgot existed. “I don’t have to be afraid…” eyes squeezed shut, slowly relaxing, it no longer felt like these were my own thoughts. Rather it felt like someone was talking and guiding me.. “You can find your way through the darkness, the light is right in front of your eyes, you just have to be willing to let yourself see it.”

Silence.

“Open your eyes and look at what surrounds you, look at what you’ve let yourself miss out on.”

Again another silence.

“Don’t be afraid, just believe that there is light, imagine what you want your life to look like.”

Eyes shut I started to imagine lights, the full moon, the world like I had once saw it. “Open your eyes and maybe your thoughts may just become a reality.”

Reluctantly but slowly I opened my eyes there was darkness yet again, but this time accompanied with a faint blur of colour. I rub my eyes and try to mentally remove the darkness. I take another peak and there it was again.

The darkness of the night … Except it was being overpowered by the slight flashing brightness of lights and life. There from my bedroom window I finally saw a city, MY brightly lit city.

Looking up at the gleamingly beautiful full moon, I wondered how I ever let myself lose touch with all of this. I whispered to “Never let darkness blind me from my surrounding beauty or let it silently take control of my life. Darkness is no longer my fear but a strong indication for something breath-takingly beautiful to come.”

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