Dear inner caregiver,
You're working so hard to help in situations that are literally and geographically beyond control.
Leave it to God, and trust that he will take care of those you so earnestly wish you could help. With love and respect...🌼

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IT'S ALRIGHT
It's okay to be not alright,
It's okay to take a break,
It's ok to be too quiet,
And be there for yourself,
It's okay sometimes to ask for help.
It's okay to sometimes feel lost,
It's okay if you're tired,
Of being what you're not.
It's okay if you're not fine
And feeling blue,
It's okay if you no more like
doing things you usually do.
And you're not at fault if
All this keeps happening to you,
As it's just a phase, it'll pass too...

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I wish to go back to the days when,
I was kid of two years old beacuse,
I had everything at that time....

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It's been one year since I lost you
You have no idea how much I tried to survive without you
That day you leave me alone here I just only survive with a lot of pain, questions, tears and yes with a fake smile
Don't you think it was too early to leave us
Anyway I'll always wish for you to live a happy life wherever you're 💝
Do you know what papa now I realised what you were for me?


.... to be continued

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If you want to be sweet,
Be like Jaggery,
Don't be like sugar,
Be nutritious,
Not poisonous.

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No, she wasn't always happy,
Sometimes she just lied,
Sometimes she would try,
And other times,
Life gave her reasons to smile....

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A sip from your lies,
A touch of your sin,
One look from your eyes,
And my demons cry within.
The story that is old, too many times has been told.
Of pain and joy, of sorrows and smiles, of fears and pleasures.
It screamed and sung, chanted and mourned, whispered and cried,
By way too many.
And yet here you are telling it one more time, as do other countless souls, to the few who listen.
For the torn lips to find a listening heart.

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I smile.
It's my concealer, I smile.
I smile, for it is my healer.
My eyes flood, a never-ending wail.
My smile is a cunning falsehood, in fact.
That red line is concealed by that frown.
The smile may be concealing something.
The remains of a soul
a brain in chaos.
A broken heart with a comforting pain
I'd be afraid to claim some horrors as mine.
You see my smile and assume I'm okay.

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And let's walk this era together.

Maybe one day,
we will reconcile forever.

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He asked, what do you do when you're sad at night?
I said,
"I don't cry, I write."

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