boflipflops36
04-19-2007, 09:07 AM
I received this yesterday from my brother he had hand written this, mailed it to me. I don't no if he wrote this or copied it. But it hit home to the way I see my brother. The way his life has been as a caring man . Also as he was when on drugs. What he really done to his self. Also I no the compassion he has for little children whos Dad and Mom have left them, and not tryed to be a part of their children life. (He never had children) We were a family of 6 children who grew up in a home with both parents. He was the baby of us 6. Age 54. So I post this for my big baby brother! (I am his big sister, Mom, friend.)
I Cried Yesterday
I came home, went straight to my room, set on the edge of my bed, kicked off my shoes and I had myself a good cry.
I'm telling you,
I cried until my ears were "hot" I cried until my head was hurting so "Bad" that I could hardly see the pile of soiled tissue lying on the floor at my feet!
I want you to understand, I had myself a really good cry yesterday.
Yesterday, I cried,
for all the days that I was too busy, or too tired, or too mad to cry.
I cried for all the days, and all the ways; and all the times I had dishonored, disrespected, and disconnected, my self From myself, Only to have it reflected back to me in ways others did me,
the same things I had already done to myself!
I cried for all the things I had given, only to have them stolen; for all the things I had asked for that had yet to show up;
for all the things I had accomplished, only to give them away, to people in cirumstances, which left me feeling empty, and battered and plain old used!
I cried until my nose was running all over the new shirt I got on sale.
I cried because there really does come a time when the Only thing left for you to do is cry.
Yesterday, I cried
I cried because little boys get left by their daddies; and little girls get forgotten by their mommies;
I Cried Yesterday
I came home, went straight to my room, set on the edge of my bed, kicked off my shoes and I had myself a good cry.
I'm telling you,
I cried until my ears were "hot" I cried until my head was hurting so "Bad" that I could hardly see the pile of soiled tissue lying on the floor at my feet!
I want you to understand, I had myself a really good cry yesterday.
Yesterday, I cried,
for all the days that I was too busy, or too tired, or too mad to cry.
I cried for all the days, and all the ways; and all the times I had dishonored, disrespected, and disconnected, my self From myself, Only to have it reflected back to me in ways others did me,
the same things I had already done to myself!
I cried for all the things I had given, only to have them stolen; for all the things I had asked for that had yet to show up;
for all the things I had accomplished, only to give them away, to people in cirumstances, which left me feeling empty, and battered and plain old used!
I cried until my nose was running all over the new shirt I got on sale.
I cried because there really does come a time when the Only thing left for you to do is cry.
Yesterday, I cried
I cried because little boys get left by their daddies; and little girls get forgotten by their mommies;