“Money doesn’t make you happy.” But guess what? When you don’t have any? It translates into survival It becomes like a magic trick that solves all problems. The worries and fears are running in loops. I live in fear of not being able to feed my family. To keep a roof over their heads. It … Continue reading Poem; Money, the root of all evil.
Hard to find. Harder to maintain. Easily lost. Good friends are a must. To balance your life. But you have to be ready to reciprocate. In my opinion, the term friendship is used too loosely. Before calling someone, a friend make sure that it is one. Because loosing, him or her, over pettiness hurts badly. … Continue reading Poem; Frienship
I love my stuff. Like any other guy, I’m not different. All my stuff has tremendous value and isn't for sale. It can range from my 53 years old teddy bear to my most recent luxury watch. The value of such isn’t money but emotional. It is not being materialistic. As I can sell any … Continue reading Poem; Stuff
Where are you? When you’re needed most. You disappear. What motivates you? Why did you vanish once more? Are you the same as your peers? Such as hatred, happiness, fear, joy. We are not your toys. Loving to catch us off balance. Most of the time we take a stance. If someday we need you … Continue reading Poem; Positivity
When would you say? It’s enough as far as wealth and power. Where is the fine line in the sand Maybe they aren’t any lines. I believe they are no lines. Do you? Peace and serenity Lawerence Copyright July 2018
Demons live within us. They don’t come and go. The hide in our souls. They come back when we least expected. When we show some signs of wellbeing. When we start to smile too much. When It looks like we’re on the right path. That's when they come back. To destroy our positive state of … Continue reading Poem; Demons
You must be careful. When mentioning your illness. You need to trust whom you’ll tell. Otherwise, it’ll come back like a revolving door. How can I say it? Because I lived it more than once. It hurts. It hurts the most. With whom I thought were my closest friends. On the other side of the … Continue reading Poem; Judged
I was called the rock. My lips were tied by a lock. Nothing could crack me. Nobody would break me. Until the day the rock shattered. Life as I knew it ended. I don’t want and can’t fight anymore. But I have no choice, I have to battle some more. Peace and serenity Lawrence … Continue reading Poem; the rock.
I feel the veil of darkness as the night is settling in. It is getting tighter and restrictive Around my chest and throat. It prevents me from sleeping Sure hope it won’t go any further I think I know what it is And hope that I am wrong. Peace and serenity Lawrence Copyright … Continue reading Poem; Veil of darkness.
I have a huge issue that I’d like to share with you. I need to work on a bad habit which probably comes from all my years of trading. Which is that I need to deal with everything right away. This puts unnecessary stress on my daily life and raises my anxiety and, strangely, procrastination … Continue reading I don’t know how to deal with this!