11

Eleven.  I know, I know.  Like I said eleven.

Those Who Want

Those who want to see me, will see me.  Those who do not want to see me, will see me.  Whether it is unfortunate or whether it is fortunate... only time will tell.  Has told time told you anything?  Time, he is my friend.  Time whispers to me, time calls on me, time loves me.  How very lucky for me.

I Said I'd Stand

I said I would "stand by you".  Here I am... still standing and it is okay.  I am always my strongest when I am left standing alone.  But I am promise I am still standing. 

The Wind Was Howling

The wind was howling outside.  It was lovely.  Fits my mood... don't mess with me mood.  I know, I know, "tranquila" .  Breathe, but don't mess with me. 

The Irony Of it All

The irony of it all is how peacefully sweet the night can be even though my physical body is captured and painfully being tortured at the same time from an enemy that is called fibromyalgia.  That is okay.  I will not give up.

I Can Breathe

I can breathe deeper and slower and it brings much quietness from the inside.  It helps me slow down and heal.  I am grateful.

Lalala lean on me..

Song in my heart...singing..lean on me.. when ur not strong... I'll be ur friend..I'll help you carry on...