I want to walk With this sky It talks to me Enveloping my heart Giving me hope By the time I'm free It will be gone And altogether Different With it's darkness Not speaking In the quiet Stars
Pick me up, And open my cover, But be careful, Cause I might crumble, Read my fine print, Just don’t mock the way I am, I’ve been through alot since then, Drugs, Fights, Heart breaks, And more, Are all the things you’ll find, In my novel.
My wife Wanted me To take my kids And her so fair On a shopping spree For this Christmas At the “Lifestyle” store Near here For according to her It had everything Anyone could ever require. I then quietly Asked her If it had the money That I did so require...
It is the human cycle to surrender to love just as we surrender to grief. No one can control this cycle- it teaches us truth and character, it builds us up and cuts us down in the best and worst of times.