Money has no seat at this concert
Its simply the walk we choose in life
Some play cards others play tennis
But no mind games on others strife

Your life has to have a for me to know
No gossip no need to others explain
Your life your private activities only
All others can simply walk their lane

No soul was bor to always inform those
Who fail in life to get one of their own
For you to know they can go dig a bone

This others having to know your secrets
If any thus in your life may ever exist
Those with lives unlived as yet can all
Go find and experience in life unkissed

I have no tollerance for gossip assumers
Those that need others lives to live and be
If this life is a class ifor us to learn in it
They can thus attend their own university

( While retaining my values my life belongd
         to myself alone )

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Pain
what a famous word.
We all use it as it belongd to us, but
What does it really mean?

You lost me and
I lost you.
And all that is left are memories.
Bad and good.

Now that I know that I never stopped,
you have found your own happiness
and although I want to try...
I know it is just...

I cling to hope to survive,
and it hurts, but this pain
keeps me alive, it keeps us alive.

I know now, that
for as long as it hurts
this love, it's still real.