The Albatross by Charles Baudelaire Often, when bored, the sailors of the crew
Trap albatross, the great birds of the seas,
Mild travellers escorting in the blue
Ships gliding on the ocean's mysteries.
And when the sailors have them on the planks,
Hurt and distraught, these things of all outdoors,
Piteously let trail along their flanks
Their great white wings, dragging like useless oars.
This voyager, how comical and weak!
Once handsome, how unseemly and inept!
One sailor pokes a pipe into his beak,
Another mocks the flier's hobbled step.
The Poet is a kinsman in the clouds
Who scoffs at archers, loves a stormy day;
But on the ground, among the hooting crowds,
He cannot walk, his wings are in the way.
I'm just speechless. I forgot I even wrote this, but even more surprised that you took the time to draw something that really opens my eyes. And the poem, it makes sense.
It was for a really stupid reason why I was so upset, too. Something had happened in-game and I should have just not worried about it, but instead it led to words I shouldn't have said. In addition I had just learned about my disabilities, and while I said I was relieved to know them, deep down...I started feeling ashamed of myself for having them. I started to tell myself I was defective and flawed, and it led to me wishing I wasn't alive.
But that's not fair. It's not fair to those I want to help once I have money to donate. It's not fair to my family, who couldn't imagine life without me. It's not fair to my friends, all of you.
Please tell me what I can do to be better. I know that once I'm on the treatment for the disorders I was diagnosed with that things will be better, but I'd like any advice from you guys as well.
You don't know how much you mean to me. Even putting up with me for so long during this process. How could I ever thank you for everything you do for me?
Everyone is flawed Quad, it's part of what makes us all what we are. Nobody will ever be perfect but it's never a bad thing to try and become better.
It isn't just unfair to everyone else who loves and cares about you Quad; it isn't fair to you. You deserve better and I think that treatment for your disorders will really help you get a handle on what it is that makes you feel this way, and get some tools to help not feel that way so often.
You can thank us by continuing to face these issues with the best possible mindset, I think you'll go far if you let yourself Quad.
Your wings sewn back upon your body
Let the broken humerus mend itself
Stand, shake the dirt from your fur
And look deep into their eyes
Your wings did not deserve this pain
Your body is already aching from burden
Let their love fill the voids you've made
Support that could never be fabricated
Open your eyes, Quad, and see them all
These friends, all loved ones of yours
They are right, trust their words
You really do deserve better than this
The wings will heal, they have before
But it's your spirit that will take longer
Keep your head high, stay strong
Not just for them, but for you, Quad
These blessed friends, you have so many
Let them be the wind that carries you
Let them be the light you give back
And let them be the love you treasure
? Are you alright?
Are you alright?
?
Awww Quad....I hope you read
*nuzzles*
The Albatross by Charles
The Albatross by Charles Baudelaire
Often, when bored, the sailors of the crew
Trap albatross, the great birds of the seas,
Mild travellers escorting in the blue
Ships gliding on the ocean's mysteries.
And when the sailors have them on the planks,
Hurt and distraught, these things of all outdoors,
Piteously let trail along their flanks
Their great white wings, dragging like useless oars.
This voyager, how comical and weak!
Once handsome, how unseemly and inept!
One sailor pokes a pipe into his beak,
Another mocks the flier's hobbled step.
The Poet is a kinsman in the clouds
Who scoffs at archers, loves a stormy day;
But on the ground, among the hooting crowds,
He cannot walk, his wings are in the way.
I'm just speechless. I
It was for a really stupid reason why I was so upset, too. Something had happened in-game and I should have just not worried about it, but instead it led to words I shouldn't have said. In addition I had just learned about my disabilities, and while I said I was relieved to know them, deep down...I started feeling ashamed of myself for having them. I started to tell myself I was defective and flawed, and it led to me wishing I wasn't alive.
But that's not fair. It's not fair to those I want to help once I have money to donate. It's not fair to my family, who couldn't imagine life without me. It's not fair to my friends, all of you.
Please tell me what I can do to be better. I know that once I'm on the treatment for the disorders I was diagnosed with that things will be better, but I'd like any advice from you guys as well.
You don't know how much you mean to me. Even putting up with me for so long during this process. How could I ever thank you for everything you do for me?
Everyone is flawed Quad, it's
It isn't just unfair to everyone else who loves and cares about you Quad; it isn't fair to you. You deserve better and I think that treatment for your disorders will really help you get a handle on what it is that makes you feel this way, and get some tools to help not feel that way so often.
You can thank us by continuing to face these issues with the best possible mindset, I think you'll go far if you let yourself Quad.
Heal Your wings sewn back
Your wings sewn back upon your body
Let the broken humerus mend itself
Stand, shake the dirt from your fur
And look deep into their eyes
Your wings did not deserve this pain
Your body is already aching from burden
Let their love fill the voids you've made
Support that could never be fabricated
Open your eyes, Quad, and see them all
These friends, all loved ones of yours
They are right, trust their words
You really do deserve better than this
The wings will heal, they have before
But it's your spirit that will take longer
Keep your head high, stay strong
Not just for them, but for you, Quad
These blessed friends, you have so many
Let them be the wind that carries you
Let them be the light you give back
And let them be the love you treasure