The Glue
When I feel it’s all coming down
Like the pieces of my broken heart
My body throbs
My aching soul
I feel like I keep everything together by a cheap brand of glue
I want to survive my inner turmoil
The energies of others seeping into my own
I want to hold you up
But some days, I hate to say it, feels like you might be dragging me down
I want to scream out, I want to cry
But everything in me just says in a warm, calming voice,
“Hold on.”
Just a bit longer... yeah
“Hold on.”
I an be a bit stronger, this will all make me a little bit stronger.
Because I am glue, and everyday I become tougher, smoother, glue.
I keep things better together because I have faith and I have prayed.
Give me strength Lord everyday
To face the challenges ahead of me, everyday,
Give me an ounce of heaven to reach the night, to rest, and begin to fight for love again.
Tomorrow when the sun rises, help me rise, and sing how grateful I am to be alive and how thankful I am to have the people in my life who love me and I love them, unconditionally.
All the while I knew your worth, I hadn’t known mine.
I am become expensive glue. I begin to know my own worth.
Now I know and now I must go; to lead a better life and help those who need a better way to find their own worth and live like today is our last day.
To be the glue. Better together. We're family. And family matters most.
--Thank you for reading and be the beauty today the world may need. 🌻💚
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Please give me hope. Please give me clarity.
Give me hope. Give me clarity.
Guide me to have a better understanding of the subject at hand. So I might pass with flying colors.
Quit being hesitant. Quit being doubtful. Quit procrastinating. If you want something, overcome, and work for what you dream to have. Though if you want something and you need it sooner rather than later, quit waiting, it's up to you. Work harder — you'll get there. “Believe you can, and you're half way there.” T. Roosevelt
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Ever held a flower in your hand?
Something small and fragile. Soft and so alive.
I held her in my arms and smiled, my heart swelled and I felt pure and whole.
How beautiful and brighter the world becomes after meeting a new born soul!
About the Creator
M R Herring
She aspires to be a linguist, an author, an entrepreneur, and actress. She's overcome every nightmare in her world, and now she's headed down the wonderful path of life to make her dreams come alive!
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