The Red Flag

I heard the voice that says, Run, Run, Run
But I stayed
I thought (to myself), why not give a second chance?
Perhaps!
Perhaps she may change, perhaps He may change.
I saw the signs,. It was clear. As clear as crystal So glaring to the prying eyes, but then, why shouldn’t I ignore this too, after all we are all human, susceptible to a fall I thought to myself.
Oh, the power and allure of Love,
Like the coca and heroin, so addictive even to the one that wants to just try it
.
Love shields it all after all, so I choose to see the good not the bad.
So I choose again to ignore the RED FLAG,
What if he is busy?
Then it struck like a lightning as my heart pound,
Then it was late; too late.

Then I said to myself next time
Pay attention to a ‘red flag’ during an ‘invitation to a treat’. Choose not to ignore it, while seeing the other side, it will only hurt you in the end.
Red flags are signals, they are signs, relaying a message- ‘RUN – RUN – RUN’,
I am Bodi.
Boditalks

DEPRESSION

Depression,

How do I explain the pain?
How do I explain the fear?
How do I explain the emptiness?
How do I explain the sadness?
Like the splashing of blood, when the dagger slides slowly but deeply into the heart
I lost interest in everything.
Lost interest and appetite
And suddenly became mean.
I may smile, I may gist, I may look just fine
But deep down, my heart is filled,
Filled with sadness,
And lots of unanswered questions!
The more I ask, the more the pain.
I don’t know me anymore.
I don’t know what has become of me,
I am now a stranger to myself.
But then He whispers unto me,
I know who you are child.
I know you by name.
I know the plans I have for you,”
“plans to prosper you and not to harm you plans to give you hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29
 

So fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God;
I will strengthen you, I will help you,
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41:10