I'm
Not
Sure
A life spent trying to feel better
Is of any more worth
Than a life spent accepting how badly one feels-
They are both focused on Self
And consequently
have the same ending-
Monday, June 14, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Awakened
I woke up
This morning
And I'm still done
No longer capable
Of rising with the sun
And smiling past the tears
And listening to the fears
Of a man whose song is unsung
I woke up
This morning
And I'm still free
No longer tied to you
You're no longer tied to me
And I feel bad
And a bit sad
But mostly emptied
I woke up
This morning
Freed from the weight
That made my heart ache
And it seems that fate
Took what belongs to you
And absconded my view
And I feel great
I am awake!
This morning
And I'm still done
No longer capable
Of rising with the sun
And smiling past the tears
And listening to the fears
Of a man whose song is unsung
I woke up
This morning
And I'm still free
No longer tied to you
You're no longer tied to me
And I feel bad
And a bit sad
But mostly emptied
I woke up
This morning
Freed from the weight
That made my heart ache
And it seems that fate
Took what belongs to you
And absconded my view
And I feel great
I am awake!
Walking Free
I haven’t seen
My future
With a man
Holding a ring
I haven’t heard
The bells
From the chapel
Belfry sing
I don’t know
The ending
Of my life
Or my song
How I will love
Or who will come along
But
I am unafraid
Of the journey
In this life
I realize my path
Will often be met with strife
But even more than that
I know within my soul
My path is intended
To eternally make me whole
I walk in that truth
Of being covered by His love
My vision has been turned
I focus on God above.
My future
With a man
Holding a ring
I haven’t heard
The bells
From the chapel
Belfry sing
I don’t know
The ending
Of my life
Or my song
How I will love
Or who will come along
But
I am unafraid
Of the journey
In this life
I realize my path
Will often be met with strife
But even more than that
I know within my soul
My path is intended
To eternally make me whole
I walk in that truth
Of being covered by His love
My vision has been turned
I focus on God above.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Sometimes
Sometimes
I don't want to talk
Because all I have inside
Is sorrow
And I'm afraid that it will spill out and over onto people that I love
And so I hide
Until the waves stop crashing
And hope comes back
And I'm the me
Everyone depends on
And loves
I'd like to be loved wholly
But first I'd have to be seen
Completely
And
That takes courage
That I do not possess
While weeping
I don't want to talk
Because all I have inside
Is sorrow
And I'm afraid that it will spill out and over onto people that I love
And so I hide
Until the waves stop crashing
And hope comes back
And I'm the me
Everyone depends on
And loves
I'd like to be loved wholly
But first I'd have to be seen
Completely
And
That takes courage
That I do not possess
While weeping
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