MwsR – Page 5 – Mws R Writings

Life and circumstances affect you, often taking your true sight
Your head must remember all of your might
A heart can break from endless banter
Things you’ve cared for now are shattered
All the echos of the things left unsaid
Conversations that you fast inside your head
Relentless “what if’s” make you feel a certain way
Sometimes things just replay
You’re not required to emulate the bold
Things will get hard to hold
That’s no surprise
You will fall and still rise
You’ve done things before, without making a plan
Time to rethink, man
In one pressing moment, maybe more
The one that had previously worked before
A short period or if needed, in more than a while
No one can judge the process, you are not on trial.
Learn to accept that you’ve made mistakes and move on
Life is shorter than it is long.
Grow old being enough, with yourself and despite others
Insist on and don’t resist, forgiveness for yourself
Even if you are the one that is forgiving
Try to go on, even if it is just by living
The world has enough players, so you be real
Just open up to yourself and feel.
That will help you heal

Remember, there isn’t a war when you won’t fight.
Alright?
MwsR

MwsR Poem

She

By MwsR

She was there,
She was always there waiting in the corner

Trying to get out
Trying to holler, even shout
Time wasn’t good to her during those years She spent most of her time in a room with all her tears

Sadness and mercy were her best friends
She often wondered where she’d be in the end

Her weakness and selfishness,
But all that helped her cope
Sometimes she even thought about taking some dope

Time couldn’t take what God gave her
She only hoped that she would be in his favor

While everyone else went about their day
She always seemed to stay
Somewhere, someone maybe, maybe not

She felt like inside she was starting to rot

Secrets and lies
But she played the game
She assumed that one day her heart will become lame

To drift in existence
Sometimes just walking away
This was a normal, typical day for her.

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💜Thoughts on LOVE💘 by MwsR

Love survives where resilient lives.
It’s not always possible to love without much work.
The easiest love we have usually is from innocence or the kind like when you look at that newborn for the first time, maybe a first boyfriend or girlfriend, getting your favorite car…. job…. or vacation.

Real love takes effort to flourish. It takes a person who can overlook imperfections. Forgiving wrongdoings is part of that.
Love is not selfish, it gives up comfort often in exchange for pain.

Love sometimes can make us insane.
Choosing to love….or should I write… Loving despite the great disappointment, hurtful actions, or broken promises …. is what we try over and over when little good is in that someone or something and is hard to see upfront.

Being loved ….letting someone loves you ….is when you can see what you are from their eyes and in loving yourself and believing you are worthy of LOVE.
It’s hard to forget REAL love, nor would we ever really choose to.

Christian love is Christ-like love. It is love that does not seek anything in return. It is a love we can only express if Christ lives in us. It is the greatest, selfless feeling towards others.

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There is calmness after a storm.
It might take minutes…days…years before things look better. Yet right after the rain, the flowers drink. The plants and trees are watered. Animals in the outdoors also find water to drink.
There are subtle things but important changes and much-needed help that can come from a storm, be it in life as well as in nature. Yes, there can also be fear and damage during a storm. Damage can take a while to repair or fix.
But you can’t deny the benefits.
Look at your storms…find the benefits and also put much-needed perspective into them.
You can’t have joy if you have never experienced a storm or two.

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The deepest depths are unfathomable

Only if you’ve never been there.

Treasured moments are not treasured

If you did not make them.

The hardest woes are not hard

When you have never felt them.

Storms are mighty

For the ones who have experienced their power.

Separations are devastating

Especially if you have been torn apart.

Being scared in a wilderness

Happens when you are genuinely lost.

Huge expectations are unrealistic

When you have nothing to offer.

Existence is a status you are in

Whether you want it or not.

Making the most of things

Matters to those who have so little.

Change is a choice

When there are little to no choices left.

Writing can be an outlet

For those who wish to express themselves.

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Silence by MwsR Writings

Is there such a thing as peace?
Will this burden ever release?

So many things cannot be undone
Like looking at the “mountain” wanting to run.

Things that used to mean something are being replaced
Even the smile that was carried around on the face.

Sometimes hurt can overwhelm us
It can make a prisoner and create a stirring fuss.

It can take away our light and our joy
Things that used to bring something suddenly don’t anymore.

When a person’s heart has been hurt and created a scar
IT is always there even when it doesn’t hurt so bad, and never far.

As if silence could be still a heart
Then time would join its hand
Nothing could wound us
Nothing would reside …

Try to find some silence for your heart
It will not diminish the pain, but it’s a start.

Help yourself, be kind to you
You don’t come with a blueprint in blue.

Peace is not always attainable
Burdens can be many and manageable.

Silence might simply be closure…
Closure to whatever creates a burden or more.

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