Yes!.
There comes a time in all of our lives . .
When the shades of blue and green tipped in white . .
Seem to paint the colors of a souls day and night! . .
Never are we alone! . .
Yet alone is the feel . .
A hunger brewing deep within . .
And the need to feel! . .
O how the sea rings to me . .
Her reasonings lingering in the waves . .
The crash in and rush onto the lands banks . .
To yonder where am free..
To dream dreams..
And wish wishes..
To where my heart is..
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Life of Hope/ Death of Despair
I wanted all the realistic things love, peace, and security
I wanted all the material things cars, clothes, and jewelry
And all of my life I never stopped hoping eventually
My dreams would come true
And deep in my heart I knew
I’d try to do all I dreamt I would do.
So I continued to fight the one thing in my life I knew
That could stand in my way
So I fought with my self
To be all I could be each and every day
I lived through the games of life
And followed rules expected of us all
If I got knocked down and couldn’t stand
At least I’d start with a crawl
So all of my life I lived with the hope
That one day my life would be completed
And in my soul I’d do all I could not to be defeated
So as I got older in age
I still held onto my hope
I wasn’t young anymore
Yet I hadn’t reach the end of my rope
I hadn’t progressed in society
Only a small group of family and friends.
Hope was always there until the very end
Lying on my deathbed I looked back into my past
Finally letting reality come into my grasp
Life is what you make and life’s not always fair
Why did I live with hope just to die in deep despair
I wanted all the material things cars, clothes, and jewelry
And all of my life I never stopped hoping eventually
My dreams would come true
And deep in my heart I knew
I’d try to do all I dreamt I would do.
So I continued to fight the one thing in my life I knew
That could stand in my way
So I fought with my self
To be all I could be each and every day
I lived through the games of life
And followed rules expected of us all
If I got knocked down and couldn’t stand
At least I’d start with a crawl
So all of my life I lived with the hope
That one day my life would be completed
And in my soul I’d do all I could not to be defeated
So as I got older in age
I still held onto my hope
I wasn’t young anymore
Yet I hadn’t reach the end of my rope
I hadn’t progressed in society
Only a small group of family and friends.
Hope was always there until the very end
Lying on my deathbed I looked back into my past
Finally letting reality come into my grasp
Life is what you make and life’s not always fair
Why did I live with hope just to die in deep despair
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