Fairytales from Pixieland

Somewhere there is a place nearby where rarely there is but a dry eye, A place where tears ebb and flow A place where some dare not to go. A place so dark, dreary and drab Sometimes a place scattered with slabs, Stone and granite, chiseled and carved Where thoughts and hope are often starved. It's not always close or even far To reach this place, it's where you are, A place that is rarely as it would seem Certainly not a palace of dreams. It is instead a place of despair A place where often be still the air, What is this place? It is no lie, It's the place where Dreams go to die. Nothing grows there trees, grass, nor weeds The wind doesn't blow to scatter their seeds. The air instead is calm and still For all is lost- hope and will. Beneath the ground these dreams are buried Beyond existence their reasons varied, Those who held these Dreams so true have given up and you shall too. The sun may shine, the rain may fall Prom...

With the recent loss of a friendship, I want to make something clear.  I do not wish them any ill intent in life. I may not understand why they behaved the way they did, the basis of their decisions or anything else about why they have chosen to walk away, but it doesn't mean I need to wish for anything bad to happen to them. Instead I wish the best for them.  May you find peace and tranquility in the life you have chosen.  To know you are turning your back on me for someone else you just met? I can not say I understand your choice, but I can respect your wishes that we no longer speak or be in touch. I can also clearly say at this time, if things are to change later on in life, you choose to re-open those lines of communication and expect me to pick up where we left off as if nothing happened...  I honestly don't know how I will handle it if that day comes.  I may or may not welcome you back with open arms.  You will just have to take wh...

Similar to deliberate deception, but not quite the same. One is lying, the other is often followed by lying. You decide which is which.  Either way, both are disrespectful.  

We have all heard the saying. When one door closes another one opens... There's an alternative to this, that another door may open but getting through the hallway is a real bitch!  I'm pretty sure we have all been there too.  Life isn't always easy or pretty. But what happens when you are in the room where the door is now closed?  Is there a window? Is it open or will it ever?    All good things must come to an end.  A lot of people have probably heard or lived this one too.  And when those 'good things' come to an end, is there something saying it is to be a happy ending? Not all of them are.  I am experiencing a door closing, a 'good thing' or at least what I may have thought was a good thing at one time, coming to an end.  This ones star seems to have fizzled out. It happens and I am not upset. Disappointed? Immensely, yes. I am losing someone I considered a friend. Maybe a lot more than a friend, mor...