How Do I Know You Care

Simply holding me for one.
Sticking around would be another.
To talk with me as a friend,
Instead of using me as your lover.
To be interested in what I have to say.
For it to be your choice to want to stay.
To know when I’m lying about my mental health,
When what I’m doing is protecting myself.
To make me cry when I continue to laugh.
To give me your all and never half.
To say you care about my distrust.
And to let me have you to trust.

10-30-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: TW challenging me to write about how I know someone cares. It’s interesting to look back at what I thought over almost 30 years ago. God does amazing things to heal our way of thinking! God is my hero! ❤

GUTS

Would you prefer the essay of the veins,
Or the writing of great courage?
Do you want to hear how easily one comes to bleed,
Or how some find strength to live again?
What do you want me to say about the inner body parts
That hold our pain,
Or are you wanting me to tell you the story of a reigning hero?
Which is sweeter, the words of a murder mystery,
Or the novel of having faith through it all?

10-30-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: A.D.D. (Homey)

GUNS

Weapons are not of value,
Still they save our world.
For they protect the community,
But destroy the young girl.
Wars were always relied on
In the battle of the guns.
And now that we have bombs,
It’s the criminal’s fun.

10-30-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: A.D.D. challenged me to write this.

GOD

A miraculous caring man.
One who will hold you and always understand.
For whatever you may do,
He will always be there for you.
Death may be the truth,
But it’s the only beginning of your new youth.
Find the Lord today,
And He will be with you all the way.

10-30-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: A.D.D. challenged me to write this.

FREE

Walk along the street side
and say hell to your fellow man.
Treat him as your brother
And make sure to shake his hand.
Be glad it’s not the government
Of another country.
For it would be against their law,
While here we are free.

10-30-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: A.D.D. challenged me to write this.

Faith

Yesterday, I felt secure.
Now, I’m not so sure.
You’re not my confidant.
Why do you say, My Friend?
It’s such a tragedy, a sad story.
My inner hope has been destroyed.
It seems as though, I trust in nothing.
What has happened? Am I missing something?

10-30-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
PS. It is sad to this is what I thought about faith back then.
I am so glad my Jesus taught me true Faith! I have Faith in Him ! ❤
“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for,
the evidence of things not seen.”
– Hebrews 11:1 KJV

Changing My Ways

If I could change 10 things about myself,
I would start with the way I think.
I would remember the things that are happy,
And my depressing obsession would sink.
I would change the fact that I date somebody
I am not happy with.
And would never again have sex
With someone I think is sick.
The lies would have to stop.
I would never deceive another.
Hurting someone would be wrong.
And I’d be only a friend, not a lover.
And definitely, I would never say,
Oh how I long to die.
For what I am really saying is,
Oh won’t you watch me cry?

10-30-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: TW challenging me to write 10 things I would change about myself.
God answers prayer! God is my hero! ❤