Heaven, Are You There?

 

Is this the way to Heaven?

If I knock, will I be let in?

Or are they going to tell me it’s not yet my time?

And send me back to earth.

Will I cry when I get there?

Will I sob, and will I plead?

Will I die if I’m not invited in?

And die again when I return.

Will I learn something new about my life?

Will they tell me that I’ll be okay?

Will they reassure me??

And come back to earth having learnt something new.

Am I going to survive?

Am I going to thrive?

Or will it be more of the same?

I guess I’ll find out.

I’m now back on earth.

And I can’t go back.

I can move forward though.

Even when it feels like I’m going back.

Heaven won’t let me in.

But earth does.

And that is what I have to take.

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Hi 🙂 151 words and In case you haven’t guessed….this is NOT a poem, I can’t write those! 😉 But it is a question 🙂

This Tuesday’s photo prompt provided by J.S.Brand (thank you). And the writing challenge hosted by our lovely PJ over at FFFAW. Visit the site and read other’s work here  and/or click on the Blue Frog button below 🙂

Love Is Real… It Can Be

 

My own ‘House’ is being rebuilt. Same as the physical one in this photo.

As it’s supported by timber to prop it up, mine is supported by Love. Keeping me in place, holding me up.

Today my friends came through and God came through, as he always comes through. My love for my man kept coming through.

Oh, how love can hurt. The betrayal caused from an early age lasts. ‘Family’ is the first love. And then when that ‘love’ is squashed and innocence is stolen: Pain is what’s caused… from that very first encounter with ‘Love’.

Can loving and being loved ever happen once more?? Can you love again?? Truly love again?? Deeply?

Yes.

It’s a tall order.

But not impossible.

Love comes back. But this time, the love is Real.

 

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Hi 🙂 Bit of a sombre one today, but simultaneously, Wonderful in its message! 🙂

Today’s photo prompt is courtesy of Sunday Photo Fictioners which you can visit here. You can click on Mr.Frog below (the blue button) to read other’s stories also 🙂

Thanks for reading 🙂

 

There’s Light in Darkness; I Think.

Hello! Um, I think I need to issue a warning on this piece. It is very dark. Suicide, death and dying is in it yet has some hope thrown in too. So, It’s entirely up to you if you want to go ahead and read it 🙂

This photo prompt is provided by FFFAW and you can find the weekly prompt challenge here 🙂

 

Genres: Dark/Disturbing, Tragedy & Psychological

 

 

The darkness and desolation mirror my soul: hopeless, fearful and alone. But, a light keeps moving me forward even though I wish it would dim. I truly want to die but I also want to live. The ambivalence drives me insane. Why can’t I decide once and for all one way or the other? My friend says to me “don’t do it” and I think great, I chose death and now he’s stolen the moment: I hate it when he says something to stop me. Why can’t I just go?

But, however dark I feel, how void of hope I am, that light always remains, illuminating a small spot within me. In the end, I hope I’ll find meaning from my pain and the struggles I’ve had. And If I do and if I can do good, then my life will have been worth it and I’ll have finally found my peace – that’s the plan, anyway.

 

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As the Bud, She’ll Grow

As the Bud, She’ll Grow

 

She needed to blossom, but first had to get out of the current predicament that was stifling her growth. Despite being scared to leave the group she decided it was the best way forward for her. Whether she returns only time will tell. For now, though, she needs to be alone with herself to reground and feel all the deep accumulated emotions which had been growing inside her; and the only way out of that darkness was to feel her way through it.

Maybe it hurts to peel away what was. Maybe the flower that emerges from being a bud goes through the same metamorphosis. Maybe it too feels its awakening as a painful process. But the blossoming always comes, it’s a course which is naturally taken; if not, the flower withers and dies.

She doesn’t know whether traversing the darkness will, in time, bring the light. But as the flower grows she hopes she will too. For now she needs to go through the change her situation calls, and like the bud, hopes her blossoming will follow through.

 

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