A Choice

It's a choice I must make.
But which one will I take.
Life seems too rough for me.
The light is far away you see.

These decisions have to be made.
Choose joy or in my sorrows wade.
The pain inside is just too much.
Darkness feels like my only crutch.

Life's daily battles I must confront.
It's now time for me to be blunt.
Victory is the what I choose.
With God I know I cannot lose.

Written by: A. Stinson

What I miss!

It's him that I miss.

I miss his presence,
his touch,
his kiss.

I long to hear his voice.
Wait for an "I love you;"
Knowing I'm his only choice.

He's still my heart.
His love -
What a piece of art!

Written by: A. Stinson

Letting It Go

It's difficult to just let things go,
especially when you thought that's all you'd know.
The security that was once there,
has now become thoughts of what was fair.

It was his fault.
No, it was me.
It takes two to be in a relationship,
we then realize, you see.

You think it's finally done and there's no more to  say,
but your mental remote still continues to hit play.
Reminding you of how the love that was rare
has now become another hurt to bear.

It's difficult to just let things go.
Making it simple is what I want to know.

Written by: A. Stinson

Relate to...

There are times in life when we all reach crossroads and an important decision has to be made.  Often times, we stand there waiting for someone to come by and tell us which direction to go.  Other times, we will wait hoping for a storm to carry us away so we don't have to make the decision ourselves.  I can remember when I was a little girl going through these crossroads. I hated when my parents made decisions for me.  I felt like a child, which I was, but I wanted to be grown.  Now that I'm an adult, I'd have to say that sometimes I wish my parents could use their wisdom for me and tell me what to do.  Of course, they give advice but nothing direct.  It makes me frustrated because as I'm in the middle of the crossroads this overwhelming feeling invades me.  Not only do I feel confused and lost but loneliness has just crept in. The prayers immediately begin, and I feel like I'm talking to myself.  I know He can hear me, but it seems like He's not answering.  I lose track of praying and then begin wishing.  I wish God would slap me across the face or scream in my ears so I can get the point.  I no longer just want to know which direction I should go; I need to know for my sanity and inner peace.  The funny thing about this is that God has been telling me what to do the entire time.  He told me once he saw me at the crossroads.  He sent hints of sunshine to show His light was still with me.  He sent drops of rain to restore my soul, and as I reflect now I can remember that it was that brief moment when I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to Him that I knew the answer.  It was only up to me to remember and apply that answer before everything else crept in. But I guess the fact that I didn't listen so quickly makes this something you can relate to.

Written by: A. Stinson

All Inside

It's all inside of me,
The pain, anger, and sorrow.
I've lost the visions I could see,
And have no thoughts about tomorrow.

It's love you see,
that keeps me in this misery.
It's attracts and repels my soul,
Making love seem like an unobtainable goal.

Written by: A. Stinson