Unbroken.. Re-Written
Broken bones, broken hearts
Stripped down and torn apart
A little rust, I'm still runnin'
Countin' miles, countin' tears
Twisted road, shifting gears
Year after year it's all or nothing
But I'm not home, I'm not lost
Still holdin' on to what I've got
Ain't much left Lord there's so much that's been stolen
I guess I've lost everything I had
But I'm not dead at least not yet
Still alone, still alive, I'm still unbroken
Never captured, never tamed
Wild horses on the plains
You can call me lost, I call it freedom
I feel the spirit in my soul
There's something Lord, I can't control
I'm never givin' up while I'm still breathin'
Like the wind, like the rain
It's all runnin' through my veins
Like a river pourin' down into the ocean
I'm out here on the street
But I'm standin' on my feet
Still alive, still alone, still unbroken
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Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
A cowboy poet's will to survive despite rough going.
Comments (11)
Niah
Wild horses on the plains
You can call me lost, I call it freedom
I feel the spirit in my soul
There's something Lord, I can't control
I'm never givin' up while I'm still breathin'
this is soooo beautiful readerofsoul,,very nice
cj
free and unbroken....
Nice work, R O S.
Best wishes
Fellsman