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Old 06-21-2003, 08:39 AM   #83 (permalink)
J.R.V.A.
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Location: Utah
Inasmuchas I tried to lift, the car off of my foot, I wanted you to see the things that made me wail in pain. The car was just a metaphor for troubles that were brought, upon myself for thinking things, and things I had'nt got. I wanted to see clearly thoughts of things that I could gain, and wanting them and thinking of ,these things that cause me pain. Inaword or two I seem, to say things I don't mean, In writing down the words I feel, it helps me to come clean. Yesterday to me it seems, is fading to history, Tommorow is alive and well, I know cause now came just the same.Today is but the time I have, to ponder thoughts of life, the things I know that cause me all this worthless angry strife. Joyfullness and happy times, are coming into view,inasmuchas I recall, the times when I am blue. The tire tracks are etched upon, my twisted broken foot, the troubles are a fleeting now, the blues they are a moot. Singing and a dancing are, a lovely way to live, My heart is a haapy one, because I learned to give. So I think I'll give a smile, and thank you for your driving, cause without my broken foot, my life would not be thriving. The tracks and tread upon me know are things that I can see, they've taught me how to give and take, let live and be free. Wherefore now I want to give, myself unto my brother, I'll try to love and accept the actions of another. Cause is'nt this what this life is truly all about? I know that in the saddest man, love can start to sprout.Thank you for the times they were a truly not a wasted,and thank you for the beauty of, the you that I have tasted
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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