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They will give their lives for the ones they love, Yet are thrown to the wolves with one quick shove. They are wise because of what they have learned, That no one is really ever safe from being burned. Not enough words to say what should be said, Spending each day consumed in dread. Some people call them an Angel in disguise, They just think of themselves as a word from the wise. Waking each morning, wondering if this is the day, When they lose the heart to find their way.......
I stared today at the ceiling,with everything gone even my feelings,because of something missing,the sound of your fussing,at my apparent laziness,is something i really miss,or the sound of you just saying,I love you over and over,I can no longer see because of my crying,I hope you get well...my lover........
I tried to say all those things, but could never find the way, Then it was too late, they had already walked away, Making me wonder what they are now planning, And what new flames, they are now fanning. The time had finally come for each of us to say, That the price was more, than we could ever pay. I do not think, they are able to take any of the blame, But when they are in need, they always cry our name...........
Like a river flooding once the dam breaks, our balance is broken and begins to shake. Worrying about those we think are jaded, ownership of our own faults has somehow faded. A constant trial is what it turns out to be, forever looking to find a way to be free. Like a picture that graces the wall, pondering just when it was that we dropped the ball. Seeking someone that we could blame, passing the buck has become the name of the game. That hope of trusting anyone is now lost, another testament to mans creation and its cost..........
My eyes saw beyond their limits,they looked with the guide of faith. They saw beyond the summits, And they saw us in good health. Without faith to guide me beyond what i can see, what use will it be to look ahead without you. Two hearts beating as one.......
Moving away from all the sadness, straight into, some kind of madness. Exploring the dark, for a way out, carrying the weak, and leading the stout. Standing between right and wrong, giving up, on this useless fight. Healing all the unnecessary wrong, taking a cue, from the strong. One crowded hour of glorious life, staying away, from the edge of the knife. Seeing the signs that each of us have grown, trying to recognize what we have always known. A mile in someone Else's shoes, learning how, to pay our dues. Staring too long, you begin to squint, walking ahead, ragged and bent. Envisioning a world that's not so fast, hoping our dream, will come to pass.......
Those scars run deep, and forever remain and become a never ending story of hurt and endless pain. We check our endurance to see if we can go that extra mile, to find the hope that was right in front of us all the while. Yet through all the oceans of tears we cry, it seemed like a dead end. And when we find that hope, we see that there is light at the end of the tunnel, and that light is you and it shines, even the hopeless find our way through, time moves on while ours seems to stand still. So if it seems i am not quite there, maybe that is the moment, when my time stands still......
We walk the night with our flickering lamp and beaming smiles, happy with what we have through our trials; Unconcerned with where we're at. In our journey through the dark hand in hand we see the dragon so grand with his den of gems and i walk up to him and say, there is a treasure on my forth finger that means more to me than you could ever measure....