Cubic zirconia is what you are —
believing that you are a diamond. Please!
It is funny how you call others fake.
The pot calling the kettle black, I say.
All of your brilliance is synthetic, dear.
Your flawlessness is a dead giveaway
that you are just a cheap imitation
of something that you try so hard to be.
See, you avoid the people with a loupe,
’cause your realness will be put to the test.
You hate newspapers, because they will show
how easily someone can see through you.
To Mohs, you may be hard, but not a ten.
Your scratches hurt, but I know your weakness.
I know if I were to heat you with truth,
you’d crack when dropped in cold reality.
All of those times you pointed out my flaws
made me believe that I had no value.
Crazy. The thing you try so hard to be
has imperfections, but leaves men in awe.
Diamonds are flawed, but at least they are real.
Now, I see why you hated me so much.
As I sit on my bed,
my soul, heart and mind
pull at the sleeve of my shirt,
like playful children wanting attention.
Every night, I stare quietly at the wall,
while they ask me the same question: “Have you found it, yet?”
Every night, I give them the same answer:
my soul, heart and mind
are my children.
They have always asked me for one thing:
My soul craves connection.
My heart craves connection.
My mind craves connection.
It pains me that I cannot give them
what they ask for.
The truth is I have tried,
but disappointment always wins.
As their mother, I got tired
of putting them through that pain,
so I shield them from it.
I can’t stand giving them hope
and having to pull it away.
I hate seeing them ache to connect
with another soul, heart and mind
that gets them,
but this solitude is all I can offer them,
until a real connection comes along.
So, tonight, they tug at my sleeve, again
and, as always, I must give them the same answer
to the same question
they ask me every night…
Yo! It’s FRIIII-DAAAAAY!!! 😆 I hope all of you out there in blog world are having an amazing day, so far!
Today is day three of the 3 Days, 3 Quotes Challenge, but… wait for it… wait for it… there’s going to be a bit of a twist. Instead of thanking one person today, I will be thanking TWO people. Yesterday, I was nominated to participate in this challenge by another amazing blogger by the name of Mark Anthony. Being that I was already nominated, it was suggested that I could just kill two birds with one stone by using the quotes I’ve already posted to cover both nominations. So, thank you so much Ragazza and Mark for nominating me to participate in this challenge! This has been a huge honor for me. Much love to you guys! 🙏😊
Okay… THE RULES:
Thank the person that nominated you in your post
Post a quote for three consecutive days (1 quote per day)
Nominate 3 different bloggers to participate in this challenge each day
Here’s my quote…
WHY I LOVE THIS QUOTE:
Have you ever watched a movie and, in the first 10 minutes of watching it, you can tell right away that it’s going to suck? But, instead of cutting the movie off and watching something else, you endure the suffering and keep watching it, telling yourself it’ll get better… except it just gets worse. Yeah… that’s the image that comes to mind when I read this quote. We can be in the most unhealthy relationships, or situations, and know deep down that they are not going to get better, yet we keep “turning the page” in that book, hoping we’ll find a chapter where the story starts to make us happy. Sometimes we just need to know when to “close the book” and find happiness in the pages of another book. There’s no need to stay in an abusive relationship. There’s no need to be in a place where you are not happy. You don’t have to remain in suffering, when you have control over whether, or not, you keep reading that book. I love this quote, because it reminds me that I have control over my happiness and that I don’t have to settle for the pages of misery when I could just read a better, more healthy, book. 😊
I would like to nominate these 3 amazing bloggers to participate in the challenge:
I allowed you to hang out with my Trust,
because I thought that you would be
responsible with it.
All I asked of you was that
you be careful
and protect it from harm.
Off you went with my Trust,
skipping and holding hands,
to Deceit’s Playground.
Little did I know,
you would abandon my Trust
to play recklessly with your friends.
You were having such a good time
swinging on the monkey bars with your lies
and playing in the sandbox with your secrets,
that you never even noticed
my Trust was missing.
It was gone.
Now, you come to me, afraid,
asking if I have seen
but, sadly, I cannot tell you
where it is,
because I gave my Trust to you
and, now, it is lost.
I once plucked fragrant words
from the garden in your heart,
taking in the intoxicating scents
nestled beneath their ink-stained petals…
(eh CHOO!) *sniff, sniff*
But, with the changing of the seasons,
I can no longer stroll through
your once enticing paradise,
because Spring has brought about
an unbearable odor from your words,
and the scent of manure
just makes my eyes burn.
I do not say it just to say it,
nor do I speak those words loosely
because, to me, love is sacred
and not given to just anyone.
It’s not a game I play for fun,
or something I say to feel good.
When I say I love you, I mean it.
I will not tell you I love you today,
then take it back tomorrow.
If I give you my heart, you have it.
It will not be for you to borrow.
When I say I love you, I mean it.
I’ll fight for you to the death.
All I ask is that you fight, too
and help me see ‘us’ through.
I will always think of you,
because love isn’t selfish.
If I say I love you, I’ll work.
I don’t mind getting in the dirt,
because to get the gold
you have to dig,
and love’s a treasure worth the labor…
* Recently, I personally witnessed cruelty in its finest hour and I wanted to share a thought about belittling those who do not know as much as we do.
A man may not be as skilled with words, as you are. He may not possess a wide ranging vocabulary, or the knowledge that you have acquired over the years through books, or experience.
Does that minimize his importance in the world? Does that qualify him as incapable of teaching others great lessons about life and sharing great wisdom?
Our worth is not defined by our level of education.
Our worth is not defined by the number of books we have read.
Our worth is not defined by how many big words we know.
Our worth is not defined by titles or labels.
Our worth is not defined by who we know.
We all have worth. It was a seed already within us at birth.
You are somebody important already and you don’t need to be some pompous ass, know-it-all to inherit that importance.
Even a child can teach us something and share great wisdom.
We just have to let our pride go,
come off the high horses that we’re sitting on,
and humble ourselves to the fact that
we do not and will not know everything there is to know about life.
Please know that you have worth and don’t allow anyone to take that away from you.