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| (Written by Clint Phillips dx with E T in April of 2005.) A Friend Like You I met you before I knew, Now I can tell if our friendship is true. I still didn't want you to see, But I wanted you to know the real me, So I wasn't afraid to let it show. I just didn't want the others to know. Then they got worse and you felt bad, But I told you that's what I've always had. I could still see the worry in your face, So I tried to hide it just in case. After that I knew you were a true friend, Because you stuck with me till the end. Around you I am not scared to shake, Because around you I don't have to fake. Around you I don't have to hide, Because I know you will stick by my side. But now it is time for you to move away, So I ask God for another friend like you when I pray. |
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| THE GOLDEN KEY by Trish Cross Come my friends, for ye shall hear How I found the Golden Key In living hell on earth I stood Lost, Alone, Misunderstood. Brick by brick I'd built a wall That shielded me from one and all Depression, gloom - my company Outside that wall was naught but fear I could not find a key to fit That lock upon the wall I'd built With the angels I wished to fly My wall I'd built so very high Perhaps by chance one day I found Someone like me who did not frown Who did not treat me like a clown Love from their learts it did abound They understood my fears, my pain My confidence I did regain Brick by brick my wall came down Slowly, slowly without sound They listened and they did not judge They lifted cobwebs from my mind With hearts of gold they led me clear Of everything I'd learnt to fear Rainbows came into my view From up within my pit I rose I felt their love as if a breeze Breathing hope back into me Now I smile when once I frowned Today I walk on solid ground For you my friends Gave me the key That once I sought but did not see 'Tis made of Gold This key you gave As precious as your love for me This key has brought me sanity. Dedicated to all my friends who have helped me find myself again. Thankyou With all my love forever Trish Cross Australia 6th of November 2004 |
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| My Nervous Dilemma by Gaylene Nichols I can't really remember when nervousness took over me. Was it when I first quivered with my mouth and hands or when my neck moved on its own? I think it was when I felt everyone else would see. I felt alone and quite confused, it was like I was living in a prison and being used. I always screamed, 'Please listen to me. Help me', but as usual they couldn't see. I tried to face people with a shaky head wondering if they could 'feel' instead. There was no support and things got worse, I started thinking about everything that hurts. My head and body moved on its own, I found salvation all alone. I was totally ignored and classed as, 'Insane' but my salvation gave me the courage to live again. I am still fighting the problem today, Like a permanent antibiotic that will not allay. I discovered the name, 'Essential Tremor' and was finally relieved of my 'Nervous Dilemma'. It has a name and 'No, I'm not mad', I now 'may be' just a little more sad, but I will keep fighting until I find peace and hopefully one day I can defeat this beast. |
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