Thoughts inspired by A Loving Woman
Mood:  hug me
Now Playing: Moonlight Sonata
Always give love, even if it isn't returned.

Always have patience, even if it means the worlds end.

Always have understanding, so that true justice is given when it is due.

Always remember that God is watching.

To Thine Own Heart Be True.

Tiaya Marie Hurtt -age20-

Free to Love Again
Mood:  irritated
Let it go. Just let it be.

I need to forget how much pain you've caused me

I don't want to remember, I just want to move on.

Let me go. Forget about me.

I know you now, you mean nothing to me.

I gave you my promise and to my word I held it

You held my heart, but I now take it back

Never again to be 'given freely'

My heart belongs to me, and someday I will set it free.

Free to love again

Tiaya Marie Hurtt -age 19-

Posted by Miko at 8:38 PM PDT
Updated: Sunday, 17 July 2005 12:13 AM PDT
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For the Man who is My Father
The fates are so cruel, and yet they have been kind.
To have known you as I did, and know you as I do.

To have loved you as you once loved me, now no more than a passing emotion of a fleeting moment.

Time heals all wounds, but to forget takes an eternity.

To trust you as I once did is impossible.
To love you as I once did, is all too painful
To remember what we once meant to each other; the sacred unbreakable bond we shared.
To reminisce on such a thing, to remove my soul and throw it into the darkest of places.

For now, my heart longs to hear your voice.
But my mind wishes you gone from memory.

My heavenly father now foever stands in your place; And I shall forever remain in his glorious hands.

Never more shall I hear your remorse, your disdain for my existence.
For which has caused me such seemingly endless pain.

Tiaya Marie Hurtt -age 20- February 7th, 2005

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Longing to Forgive, Refusing to Forget
As Endless as time, My memories return to me.
My thoughts are lost amongst the plaque of emotions that come.
With merciless memories that flood my mind, and fill my body with sorrow.
Where are you? End of Pain and agony, brought by that of sweet memories. How far do you lie?
Surley deaths door is not the only escape.

Alas, I cannot wait for death to come, as my time on this earth has only just begun.
No, my escape comes from the light within the darkest depths.

This light, the light of my Salvation-my only strength!
O' how long I've missed that precious presence! That glorious presence of Peace that passes all understanding.
That wonderful feeling I've denied myself for so long.

How long I've needed to forgive, Yet forgiveness I could not give, I would not give.

For forgivness never crossed my mind, but lingered heavily on my heart.
My heart yearns to forgive, but my mind refuses.
Refuses to forget the suffering inflicted upon me by those I long to forgive.
But I can't.
My mind hates them, my heart fears to loose them.

Thus my memories cannot end.

For the battle of the heart and mind cannot exist with forgiveness, unless one bends to the others will.
The mind must relinquish its hate drawn from memories of yesterday.
The heart must let go of the bonds to the memories the mind draws its hate from.

The two must work together for the soul to live.

Thus, my pain will not end as the battle now involves my very soul.

It bares my soul, my hate, my hate, pain; but it also brings out my love.

For love is the truest wisdom, but pain is an awful truth.

Tiaya Marie Hurtt Age 20 February 6th, 2005

My Journal
This is just something I've been meaning to for a while now. I'll be posting micellaneous poems and songs that I have written here. Updates aren't going to be regular, but often as I can.Every Heart


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