Lost in Yonkers, Lost Anywhere
This is slowly becoming the Year of The Lost. So many things are slipping by, slipping away. There's only so much I can do for some of these things. Others are just far beyond my control. Granted some things I am selfish about. Still - what I feel doesn't hurt any less, doesn't upset me any less.
I can't make the world a pefect place, but it has to get better.
It has to.
4 Comments:
Love you Peter. All will reveal itself in time. I only know that from experience. You are not lost, things are just changing. Change takes some healing time.
Hugs and smooches. m ;-)
Peter, rough patch does not equal rough life. I hope you can count your blessings soon and remember all the goodness and light that exist within your sphere, how many people love you and care for you. Helplessness isn't hopelessness. Enough platitudes. Can't wait to give you a big hug in Pasadena.
*big wondertwin hug*
Love you, darlin. Loss sucks sometimes. End of story.
yo, bro - I once read a book called "Spiritual Maddness", because I was stark-raving-mad because I had lost everything.
I found out that by going through that fire I was learning how to find what I really needed- most of it's not the same as what I had before - but it's better, sooooooo much better.
To live in the climate
of happiness
is to bask in sun
that clouds can but hide
when the bad weather comes
for a while
only, for a little while
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