Silence

The greatest sadness is not from heated arguments or physical violence. It comes from the silence that follows.

Silence makes one unease.
Silence makes one needy.
Silence makes one's mind wonder.

When you lose someone close to you, silence reminds you of their presence, their laughter and what could have been.

During the silence of the night, the ticking of the silent time bomb continues to remind us of the life it was before it was all silent.

Slow Wave

My obsession with dreams crossed with my love of comics means Jesse Reklaw's 'Slow Wave' is just my cup of tea.

"Slow Wave is a collective dream diary authored by different people from around the world, and drawn as a comic strip by Jesse Reklaw."

Check it out at http://www.slowwave.com/. It's updated weekly and all his comics are available for sale. I have found so many incredibly funny, whimsical, strangely familiar, and sometimes really poetic. This one is all of those, and one of my favourites.

My heart

My heart feels like it's in a thousand pieces. As each moment passes, the sharp edges are penetrating deeper into my wounded flesh.

When will the pain subside?
When will the tears dry up?
When will the sky become less gloomy?
When will a new day begin?
When will the memories fade?
When will a new door open?
When will happiness re-enter my life?

Only time will heal and guide me through my dark tunnel.....

That hopeless feeling

Do you ever get that feeling? That feeling you get which feels like someone has just punched you across your chest? That is exactly how I feel right now. When one least expects it..THERE right in the middle of nowhere...... it comes without warning. You feel hopeless, lost for balance. Your heart beats faster, your pupil dilates. All your insecurities you've tried to hide have suddenly come back to haunt you.......... That is exactly how I feel right now - this moment in time - not a minute forward, not a second backward.. Right now, this moment in time........

Groundhog Day

Just like that movie - Groundhog Day, I often feel that my life is a repetition. The mistakes I made as a child never fails to make a comeback. I often believed that as we grow older, we will become wiser and learn from our mistakes. Sadly, that is not to be.

Right now, I feel that the emotional car crash which I encountered a few years ago has made a return.

I must be stronger.
I must have more patience.
I must have more self control.

Otherwise, my wounds will further deepen, my pain will again resurface for I cannot have another Groundhog Day.