"We Continue On..."

We continue on… 


by Robbyn Wallace 


We continue on after heartache, even when drowning in tears.

We continue on after disappointment, even when faith becomes shaky and trust is taken.

We continue on after being released from the grip of fear, even when the shaking does not end.

We continue on after being abandoned, even when loneliness lingers within.

We continue on after loss, even when grief has crushed the soul and each breathe is a dreaded chore.

We continue on after disaster, even when giving up seems so appealing.

We continue on after overwhelming anger, even when its’ grip imprints on us in a lasting kind of way.

We continue on after failure, even when self-confidence is hindered.

We continue on after humiliation, even when our head is bowed in shame.

We continue on after illness, be it physical, mental or emotional, even when no end is in sight.

We continue on after any type struggle, even when the future seems dull and hope is no friend.



We continue on because it is the only choice. 

We continue on because something much stronger than human ego lives within us. 

We continue on because our innate desire to be loved and accepted. 

We continue on because of the hope that lies dormant, at times, deep within our subconscious. 

We continue on because this is our journey, our destiny, our fate, and our path to the other side of life.


When we continue on…

We learn to love…
We learn to live…
We learn to laugh…
We learn to be strong…


So, always continue on because ‘this too shall pass’, ‘for there is a season for all things’, and ‘what doesn’t kill you will only make you stronger’!!


PEACE, LOVE, & HAPPINESS TO ALL ♥ :)

~By Robbyn Wallace~

"Take Me In Your Arms" also known as "Miss Heroin"

Take Me in Your Arms

(Miss Heroin)

So now, little man, you've grown tired of grass
LSD, goofballs, cocaine and hash, 
and someone, pretending to be a true friend,
said, "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin."

Well honey, before you start fooling with me, 
just let me inform you of how it will be.

For I will seduce you and make you my slave,
I've sent men much stronger than you to their graves.
You think you could never become a disgrace,
and end up addicted to Poppy seed waste.

So you'll start inhaling me one afternoon,
you'll take me into your arms very soon.
And once I've entered deep down in your veins,
The craving will nearly drive you insane.

You'll swindle your mother and just for a buck.
You'll turn into something vile and corrupt.
You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charm,
and feel contentment when I'm in your arms.

The day, when you realize the monster you've grown,
you'll solemnly swear to leave me alone.
If you think you've got that mystical knack,
then sweetie, just try getting me off your back.

The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied in knots.
The jangling nerves screaming for one more shot.
The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawal pains,
can only be saved by my little white grains.

There's no other way, and there's no need to look,
for deep down inside you know you are hooked.
You'll desperately run to the pushers and then,
you'll welcome me back to your arms once again.

And you will return just as I foretold!
I know that you'll give me your body and soul.
You'll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart.
And you will be mine until, "Death Do Us Part"



Author Anonymous