Posted in Rhythms and Rhymes

Where Does Love Go When It Dies

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If the heart is the place where love comes,
Then where does it go when it dies?
Back to the heart where it comes from?
Or turn into tears in the eyes?

But even if one knew the answer
What would one possibly gain
Would the knowledge of where love has gone through
Ease the heartaches, the pain and the sorrow.

Why is it one cannot quite realize
What a blessing this true love can be
Must one love to know it it priceless?
Must one be blinded before one can see?

Ah! Where does love go when it leaves us?
This question will always remain
For we will know the answer
Until we love again.

AUTHOR’S NOTE:

I happened to have found this composition somewhere in my old files. I cannot recall writing it so I cannot really take credit to it. This is written in a grungy bond paper through a typewriter. I can’t imagine how old this may have been composed given the manner of how this was written. But nonetheless, this is such a beautiful poem that I can’t resist not to publish. It has made me asked myself too. Where does love go when it dies? Where does it go when it leave us? Or does love really leave and die?

I think love never leave one’s heart nor it dies. It remains (1 Cor 13:13b) forever. However, the pain, the heartache, the sorrow – they usually overpower love.And when they rule our hearts, we tend to believe that our love dies. They say there is a thin line between love and hate and one cannot exist without the other. Therefore, hate cannot exists without love and so is the latter without the previous. Bottomline: LOVE REMAINS FOREVER.

Stay in love. Stay in God’s love.

Sarah Dawn 🙂

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Posted in Epistles of the Heart

Knock! Knock! It’s Time To Wake Up

I think you have had enough and it’s time to wake up now. You never love him anymore. You only love the things and feelings that he made you experience. You miss the feeling of being with someone who treats you special and honestly, there are other men out there who can treat you better. If he loves you, he could have fought for you. Yet he gave up on you without even trying to make things work when the relationship starts to get shaky and confusing. He left you without giving you any reasons and that alone is an obvious reason to wake up. You’ve been so down and depressed these past days and it has taken it’s toll on your body. You look horrible, to be honest. You aged and look older than your age. You have neglected your body and wallowed on the sadness of your heart. It’s time to shape up like literally!!

It’s time to move on and leave all the pains behind. It’s time to look forward to what’s ahead instead of always looking back behind you. The shadows of the past will always be shadows, a formless and non-existent mass of darkness if you choose to stay in the light. Never stay in the dark or away from the light. That will only make the shadows reappear. The past cannot be undone. It will always be there. However, you can always choose to move forward and never let these pains and hurt tie a shackle in your feet. You have the option to overcome it or empower it. Never let the latter got ahead of you. Never empower your past hurt because it will enslave you. Instead, overcome it. Show these shadows who the real master is, and it’s you. The power is all in you hands. You just have to choose it, badly want it, and to never let whatever negativities pull you down.

Girl, remember this: We are all fighting our own battles. But those who emerged winners don’t always have the best past. They are usually those who happen to have the most difficult past but have become masters of these difficulties. I’ve known you better and you can do better than this. You are a fighter. Never let these pain dull your sword. Instead, use this as an additional weapon to fight what’s ahead of you.

It’s been a year. It’s but timely to leave all these hurt behind. Be happy for him that despite all that he’s been through and done, someone still love him more than you do. You will eventually find that man who will do the same for you, who will love you and treasure you more that he has ever made you feel. And if in case that man will never come to your life, never think that he could have been him only you never gave your best shot for this relationship. You did, more than anyone could ever imagine. It’s just that he failed to see it. He failed to value all the sacrifices you gave to make the relationship work. He never saw how bad you felt for bending those principles that you have kept hidden in your heart.

Knock! Knock on your head! It’s time to let go…And the perfect time is NOW!!

And one more thing, the best revenge you can ever give him is to show him that you are better, that your life is better, that you are happy and successful without him. It’s time to do those things for yourself. Do those things that make you happy.

 

Posted in Food for Thoughts

Pitter-Patters on The Roof

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She stares blankly on the pouring rain. The noise of the pitter-patters on the roof is trying to drown the voice from within. There are so many voices lately that she cannot figure out which is true and which is not. She wished she could stay curled in her bed all day, curved like a ball in the hope that doing so could lessen the emptiness she felt inside. The booming thunder cannot surpass the thuds of her heart as it beats faster and faster like raising thunderbolts across her chest. With each thud comes heaviness of breathing she cannot define. It seems like someone is trying to gag her mouth and want her dead by suffocation. Yes, death would be such a welcoming treat because it would mean silence from all the voices she cannot even understand. It would mean relief from all the emptiness inside. It would mean comfort from all the pain she kept hiding inside.

“Ahhhhhhhhh! Noooooo! Heeeeellllpppp!”

Three loud shouts came out of her mouth. And not long after, her mother rushed to her side. She’s been like that for the past three months. Panic attack is her frequent visitor. Her mother hugged her, trying to calm her down. Her shirt is soaked in sweat yet her palms are cold and white. Fear is painted across her face as if someone is trying to hurt her. As tears slowly fall from her eyes, as the heaviness of breathings starts to subside, she felt the soothing calmness of the pitter-patters on the roof.

She is a survivor and she will overcome all these madness she is currently facing. Whatever it takes, how long it may take, she will survive. Life has been bad lately. Things aren’t turning out the way she planned them to be. But she is hopeful, she will make it through.

She stares outside again but this time, no pouring rain. Instead, painted across the sky is a promise, a hope of a better, colourful tomorrow. She will still have panic attacks, that’s for sure. But death is never an option.

Life is beautiful! Never give up when problems try to pull you down. Believe that everything will be alright.

Stay in love! Stay in God’s love!

Dawn 🙂

 

Posted in Epistles of the Heart

A Letter of Encouragement To All Broken-hearted

Originally posted here

To all who are hurting:

I know you — the heartbroken.

I’ve been there recently, and plenty before. I know you better than you think I do. I know heartbreak as well as I know the taste of the ocean in my tears and the way my breath gets stuck in my heart instead of my throat. I know you’d assume I would say that I wish I didn’t.

You’d think I wouldn’t wish heartbreak on anyone, but I am happy to tell you that I am grateful for it. I am grateful to have been you and gotten to know misery’s soul because from there you see the beauty at heartbreak’s wake.

I know what it’s like to curl up into a ball and feel pain if you move from the only corner of your bed that still feels safe. I know what it’s like to bury yourself in your palms and in your memories. I know what it’s like to dig so deep for answers that your fingers start to bleed.

I know what it’s like to cry when you wake up and realize yesterday wasn’t just a dream. I know what it’s like to walk with two feet that don’t feel like your own. I know what it’s like — to feel alone.

I know what it’s like going in circles because you see your past on every corner. I know what it’s like to hate the silence but hate the sound of memories more. I know what it’s like to question moments, and also milliseconds, phrases, facial expressions, and empty kisses.

I know what it’s like to be lost but only because you’re so terrified to open your eyes and find yourself alone. I know what it’s like to be drunk from your tears and sober from the pain.

I know what it’s like, trust me.

I know what it’s like to be a mess and to be heartbreak’s biggest success. I know what it’s like to be a fool, to be naïve, and to be all the things a young woman should never be. I know what it’s like to lose my dignity and misplace my faith. I know what it’s like to miss my laugh and forget my smile.

I know what it’s like to carry regret with you on a chain around your neck. I know what it’s like… knowing that the whole world sees you falling and no one is following you down. I know what it’s like being down there and seeing the world go on without you.

What else do I know?

I know that the darkness fades, and that your smile has the power to light up the sky like the country’s brightest 4th of July. I know that the sun always eventually shines through the clouds, and when it doesn’t you learn to dance in its shadows and in the rain that falls like glitter from the sky.

I know that the pain will always be a memory, but I know that memories won’t always be painful. I know that you don’t just learn to walk again, but you learn to run to new dreams, to old dreams, and to all things.

I know that you could carry regret with you to your grave, but if you let go of it – if you let go – you can fly right out of heartbreak. I know that the sappy words came too easily, but I know that eventually you’ll have nothing melancholy to say. I know that the taste of your laughter will taste better than your tears.

I know that the day comes where you stretch out in an empty bed grateful for the space. You’re grateful for the space between the sheets and for the space to grow into who you’re meant to be.

Do you trust me? Because I know you, and I’m so happy that I do. Because this – all of this – I’m telling you this not to make myself feel better, not to make a scene, not to lie to myself like I used to when I wrote about heartache. I’m telling you this because I believe that it is true. I made it, and so can you.

I made it long ago but now it’s okay to go back to help you because it doesn’t hurt to remember anymore. Know that. Know that it really doesn’t hurt forever. You fall for strangers in coffees shops and get butterflies for faces in grocery aisles. You sing along to songs you used to hate.

You dream of wedding dresses and “the someone right”“the someone true”“the someone else” to watch you walk down an aisle in it.

I’m happy to report that that stupid line “time heals all” is true. Now I am resilient. Now I am happier alone than I ever was together. Now I know what I want and what I don’t. Now I can smile at the past and flirt with the future. Now it’s your turn. I know you – you can do this.

 

Stay in love. Stay in God’s love!

Dawn 🙂

 

 

Posted in Rhythms and Rhymes

Wish I Could

Wish you could hear my sigh
Wish you could see me cry
Wish you could feel the painl
But I know, I’ll never see you again

Wish I could erase my mem’ries with you
Wish I could choose never to know you
Wish I could start all over again
Wish I could let go of the pain

Wish I could have met somebody else
Wish I could never feel your embrace
Wish I could forget and move on
But baby, the pain still lingers on.

Posted in Rhythms and Rhymes

Shattered

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And I was crying alone tonight
i’ve been wasting all my life
i’ve been dreaming all this time
Thinking you are mine.
Please save me in this solitary state
i don’t wanna be alone tonight
i don’t wanna fall in desperation
i wanted to be whole again

This feeling of loneliness i feel
I really want this to end
i want it to fade away
Along with the hurts that you caused me
Why can’t you not see?
All the tears running down my face
You came into my life just to hurt me
I wish I knew, wish I really knew

How could you ever betray me
How could you ver hurt me
You promised me happiness
And all i get are tears and broken promises
You came into my life to ruin it
I wish I see it coming
You came into my life to hurt me
I wish I knew, wish I really knew

And now I resolve to forget you
I will shout and cry to let go of you
Let all the tears wash all my pain
Let all the sighs heal all the throbbing
I may live in agony after you left me
You came into my life just to hurt me
But now i learned; now i knew
I will stant up again
And this time, I’m new!

Posted in Food for Thoughts

When He Closed Those Doors

Closed doors are blessings too!

I wake up one day with the feeling that everything has been taken away from me. I lost my job, I broke up with my boyfriend, I have so little savings, and I am four months away from my work permit expiration which means going home with barely nothing. I would be hypocrite if I would say that I am okay coz I am not. I think no sane person could actually be fine with all these things that are happenings in one’s life. I would sometimes stare at the ceiling of my room in the middle of the night thinking of what could have possible gone wrong. I would sometimes find myself asking questions that I have no idea how to answer. Why did we broke up? Why did I got laid off? Why did I become so complacent with my savings not thinking that I would one day lost my job or my contract will not be renewed by my employer? But after all the thinking, all I know is that I will never be able to bring back the broken relationship, the lost job, or the necessary amount of savings. And with that realization, I became aware of what God wants me to realized and understand, and that is, His plans are better than mine and that He will always close some doors to keep me from being hurt.

Yes, I lost my job but I know I will find a better one. Or better yet, maybe there is a better job waiting for me when I go home. I may be earning four times as much as I was earning back then but the question is, am I happy with all these money? What is it that I always want to do for myself? I was back to my original dream, to be able to find a job that will not hinder nor limit my time as I offer it to the Lord through dancing. I may be earning a lot now but looking at my relationship with Hm for the past two years, it was never growing and healthy. In fact, it’s malnourished and dying.

Yes, I am heartbroken now. But the question is, will I be happier with a man who wants me to do something that I am not willing to do? Who argues with my faith in God? Who questions the principles and beliefs that I have kept for 27 years? Does doing”it” guarantee that we will still be together now?And will it assure me that he will be the person that will take me to the altar? Yes, I am hurt. But I’d rather lose him than lose my relationship with God. I’d rather get my heart broken than be with a man that doesn’t respect what I believe and what I always stand for. I’d rather get my heart broken than be with a man who will make me forget God, my First Love.

Yes, I may be going home with little money than what I was expecting but then, money isn’t everything. I may be going home with so little digits on my bank account but I will never go home empty-handed. I will surely bring home with me memories and learning that I will forever keep in my heart. I have so much fun and adventure for the past two years that going home now won’t mean I am at a losing end. There’s no such thing as losing in  the game of life. It’s always winning or learning. I may not be that successful in this endeavour but I will never say that I lost in this level of my life. I only get stronger as the wind gets fiercer. I only get braver when I see waves as high as the mountains. And I will stand firmer because I know amidst all these, God is with me. I have chosen to remain under the protection and the safe embrace of my first love. And I know that under His care, all is well.

Keep the faith. God closes doors so that we will be able to advance to the next level of bigger and more abundant blessings. He closes doors because it is His way of pushing us to higher grounds and new territories. Embrace the suffering. Savour the pain because it’s God’s way of saying, “My child, I have to hurt you so that I can bring out the best in you. I have to break you so that my strength will be manifested in you. I have closed this door because if I haven’t done it, You might have suffered more pain.  I am pushing you away from your comfort zone because you are becoming more comfortable in it and I feel like you don’t want to move to the next chapter of your life anymore. I have allowed all these because that is the only way that you will receive the blessing that I have prepared for you. I have to do this because I LOVE YOU!!”

Stay in love! Stay in God’s Love

Sarah Dawn 🙂