My soul drifts apart
piece by piece
the light,
faded
i am a child consumed in the darkness

'what exist is not always what is visable to the naked eye'

To beat a bully,
you got to ...
fight back not with fists,
nor words,
but manners and kindness

*the old and the wise*
do not take us for granted. for we know much more then we let the rest know. our wisdom can keep us sane or take us to the break of insanity. we the old still have secrets

To be at peace with ones self will be better, for then will you truly understand who your friends are.

Sometimes you have to accept the facts of life, or believe that faith will take you through