I always felt the lust flowing thru my veins
Talking in my head sometimes driving me insane
It's the power of the road that seems to take hold
It's the wandering bug flowing out of control
I've tried to settle down but found it so hard
Never worrying about what laid ahead for me
Older now with open vision the past is all I see
I've been called a woman of class every entrance a debutante
Been called a hell raiser the devil would fight not to set free
I've long since stopped caring what people had to say
Found it better to live life my own way
My life has been just one big oxymoron stroll
But thru it all I have managed to keep my heart out of the cold
Broken tattered barely beating still....fighting to continue its will.....
Never been my intent to cast harm upon life
But sadly sometimes I was a double edged knife
Never been one to lay with many men
Kept them at a distance made them my friend
So don't mistake my wildness to mean that I am loose
For if you do life will give you a swift kick in your caboose
Comments (18)
How did I miss such a great introspective message.
I can relateon this so much.
Thank you so nuch my friend.
Phyllis
Thank you girlygirl it was fun to write
It's the power of the road that seems to take hold It's the wandering bug flowing out of control… I went for the first time to Lucky's Lounge for dinner and 'Sinatra Sunday' and now I get to read My Way and its Found it better to live life my own way message. What timing! Thanks for sharing.
Ken
thanks for sharing your poem
and i love the inspirational quote and image
ty
You've made it through lots, and have been a great person to know during the time I've known you here.
(Oh, I just love some of Dean Martin's songs, too. One of my favorites is 'Return to Me'. And I think I loved to hear Frank speak even more than sing-lol)
Great poem!!!
SCatlyn
p.s.I see why I missed this one. I was airport-bound at the time... glad I was able to catch this after making 'my way' back!