Stop my fall

I´m sick of being alone.

Eternally lost without you.

Come on! Let me in.

There´s no time

I should be in.

Open your eyes

Why can´t you see?

It´s my time

I want you hear.

Come!

Come on, my dear

Stop my faults

I want you here.

Stop my fall

Can´t I draw near?

Oh! Please!

Come on!

Let me be dear.

There´s no more time,

darkness begins.

I want you shine

I let you in.

Stop my fall.

This being alone

makes me feel sick.

Stop my fall

I let you in.

Break all these chains

Let´s take a break.

You´ve made me feel

my missing piece.

Stop my fall

and love me all.

Stop my faults!

You´ve shed new life

and peace in me.                   

A.T.

Caracas, Venezuela

Jan 9, 2013 (Edited May 2013).

Am I forgiven?

I´m just checking a site for dating and meeting (those that are "Christians", but using some fake profiles) and I read this:

"...He should be involved in a Bible believing Church, be kind, understanding, loving, be spiritually, mentally, emotionally, and physically fit. He should not smoke, drink, use drugs, or be divorced."

Quickly I felt we have the right to say our truth and what we expect from others IF WE PLAN TO MAKE A LIFE TOGETHER, but we sometimes become a judge and ask MORE THAN WE´RE GIVING IN... (God forgave us, but we´re harder than HE IS).

Let´s say I´m healed, and it´s lawful to expect certain good things I want others to be or do, while I AM doing nothing to make it happens (even in my own family).

I could say I´d like to re-marry. I could say I regret ALL MY MISTAKES and those failures that led me to divorce, but I could critize the bias some of US have to ACCEPT OTHERS the way they are TO HELP THEM to the ones they could be.

I know the reasons I have to avoid fat people, drinkers or smokers (all know what each avoid) but publishing and ad banning those who are fat, ugly, rich-poor will stop any to interact, to draw near and befriend... How come will I share a bit (a byte) of my tiny love?

I can say "I don´t want to marry a woman who has been in jail", but WHO AM I? since all my sins DESERVE PUNISHMENT, even death penalty.

Allow me to laugh! (  ) Some of us are afraid. Afraid to love, to accept people (the way they are). We are afraid! Even to leave a tiny line of comment under some posts, blogs or simple isolated prayers.

I´m thankful most of the people I´ve read (here) are not like F.B. or twitters...