Creators

Creators

We’re all creators,

Words, colors, sounds, stones,

Metals, threads, skin, bones,

No matter what we use

As a material to create something new,

To inhale life in our dream realms.

It’s our true meaning,

Look no further,

You’ve been gifted,

To create, to inspire life itself,

World hungers for your next masterpiece,

It believes in you, do you believe in yourself?

© Laura Dambite, 2014.

Seems it’s the only truth I know and believe in… it’s our point of life… there’s no doubt… we live to create…

She still exists

She still exists

She still storms,

In her own skies,

Even if the white clouds

Made her powerless.

She still prays,

To sail through all lies,

Even if society

Made her faithless.

She still believes,

Promises will come to life,

Even if her friends

Made her trustless.

She still waits,

Her heart to beat,

Even if his words

Made her lifeless.

© Laura Dambite, 2014.

It’s so easy to break down people, to take away everything from them and watch them struggle, crawl and still try… I will never understand, accept, justify the ones hurting other, physically or with words, because no reason is big enough to harm another human being. Pain creates only pain.

I adore the ones, who went through hell and did not lost their will to live, who still can find happiness in small things, who can smile, hope and believe… But if the hell broke them, I believe there’s away to heal them, to return the sun in their skies.

So, please, never lose hope, you’ll get trough everything… please still try and move forward… better days will come.