In Memory of the Remaining

For some reason we are still living here,
While others we have loved are gone.
Our memories for them still live inside,
While physically they are no longer here.

We are as strong as an expert weight lifter,
As we hold on to these bittersweet memories.
We are learning to live without them,
We are trying to move on without them.

For we cannot live in the past that we formed,
We must live in the present where we are.
What's done is done; they really are gone,
And we must accept what has happened.

Nothing that we can do can change the past,
We must accept the present and move on.
We can live without the ones that have died,
And we can learn to live without them now.

We can make new and marvelous memories,
That will help us enjoy our present and future.
Let's move on from these tremendous tragedies,
Let's honor the dead we adored by loving life.

The Light

As I pass around the curvy bend,
I see a bright, yellow beam of light.
A visible aura of brightness is there,
For some reason this light is here now.

Here to show me many wonders,
and the beauty that exists in my life.
That one exists and cares about me,
As much as anyone else on this earth.

This light is warm and radiates,
Gently from the sky into my skin.
As I continue to walk along the path,
The bright light gets more intense.

I feel as if someone is here with me,
Even though I am walking alone.
As I come to a clearing with no trees,
I stop and kneel to pray in the light.

The dark clouds present in my soul,
Floated out of my body as I prayed.
The light of the sun filtered into me,
And filled my heart with pure joy.

My being is being showered with love,
The light is more than the shining sun.
This light is a sign of something more,
More than what my eyes can ever see.

Even when I am stuck in the darkness,
Someone still cares for me and loves me.
There is more to life than what I can see,
Someone created this earth for us all.

Now I am filled with this bright light,
And I am ready to share this delight.
Ready to go forth and spread my joy,
To be that light to others around me.

Getting Out of Here

As I look from the inside of my prison,
I see a big, scary world outside.
While I feel limited by where I am,
I feel safe and comforable here.

I long for the outside and its freedom,
But am afraid of the uncertainty.
I want to see how far I can push myself,
But I am afraid of being a failure.

Despite these fears, I need to break out,
I need to set myself free from this.
I need to at least try to overcome my fears,
Better to try than to keep saying what if!

I will break out of my own personal hell,
I can make it out of this place.
I am strong and full of womanly power,
My fears are not a helpful force.

Today, I am conquering every fear I have,
I will leave behind my worries.
Today I start living as myself without fear,
I am no longer afraid of the cost.

Living as a free, daring, and honest woman,
Is worth the price of judgement.
For the first time I am ready to face everyone;
No matter what they say to me!