Come To Us
Just a short one ... once a person has walked away does not mean that they can not ever turn around and come back people will always help It is the way life should be
~A Promise of Prose~
What a phoqued up world and way too many just sit back and say nothing. Then point fingers.
FAMILY
The family,,, they are there,, they expect something that i dont know,, i never ask for anything,,but they expect soo much,,, I dont know why,,im just me,,,i wish they couldl see,, they are just different to me, please leave me alone, let me be.
up up
fother forgive me ok
New start
H E A R T A C H E I S G O N E The weight that once held me down, Now lifted, I'm no longer bound, The pain that once consumed my heart, Has faded, and I have a new start. The memories that once brought me pain, Are now jus
Lifes Lesson
Forgive me as I say This is not the end Of what may come To life's beginning Living life is not so easy We all have our moments What can we say but sorry to interrupt Nevertheless We all can see Like nothing is there Even though its r
people on earth
if 90bc people think you are roung then you are proplom are are roung .but that dose not mean there are right .c0mming from someione that could not even wrire his nane .had thather that would drink and play with them selfs sorry but what chace thid
Picture
Platonically strictly speaking words that poor through eyes, The ash cloud covers the beaming lights that envoke the spirit. Sun erupts from the mind echoed across the lonely tide pool, Vanishing upon a willow tree flower. A camera is seen
Its a whole new world {hopefully]
A prison ship in the vastness of space, prisoners all, the human race, illusions of freedom to keep all blind, no truth allowed, there's nothing to find, only rules and regulations, laws for populations, to think is frowned upon, verbalise or analys
Time to reflect.
Desist! resist! for we dare not fall into this wayward quest, hearts broken in foolish folly, love scorned as life persists and all for what?, tis better to be than not to be, to find ourselves and not misery, so, friend or foe it matter not, for whe
No Blame!
I’m like this because of you, I’m like this because you Never saw it through, I’m like this because the Winter Sun never shone! I’m like this because my flowers died and left me Traumatised, I’m like this because you were never here, to hold
Ice cream, just ice cream
it is about now.
Just Imagine
Imagine we are just a thought? What would you be?, A millonaire?, A captain at sea?,,, Anything you wanted to be, to fly to the stars?, to land on the moon?, or to be with someone you love? too soon?,,life is not wrong, or its not right
The young!
The young, what can you say? naive and innocent, and damm frustrating, no sense of life, always rushing in, and they know it all, until they fall, and then they ask for assistance, they show (this time) no resistance, so we help them up, (again) and
CURE-ALL
Alas the implacable enemy of man is not himself but what he thinks he ought to be What he had done but shouldn’t have done makes what he didn’t do but should have done pale If life were only just he would be able to edit con
NEW?
So, imagination IS creation, I imagined you, you imagined me and that is what we see, Simple at first, but complex over eternity!, constant imagination creates complication, And now, we find ourselves HERE, in constant fear, of life and new creat
Bittersweet Memory
I kept this yellow ribbon to tie It around the old oak tree I wondered if it would make you Actually think of me I leant across the trunk today Knowing that my feelings had flown away All that was left was the memory Of our love that which
Tomorrow? Maybe!
Tomorrow is the start of what we want to be, tomorrow is the future, tomorrow is the key, And all that life has shown me, and all I want to see, is for tomorrow to make a difference, and that tomorrow may make.................sense!
New!
What can you do to create a new you? Listen.....L Observe....O Verify........V Engage........E Herein endeth the lesson!
This won't work!
It seems that the only way forward is to go back, When things were simple, no attack, too many Freedoms mean too many hurts, too many dies, Too many cries, It’s a strange analogy between then and now, Progress means we don’t know how, We ne
Who Knew?
Who decides?, who hides?, who becomes the leader?. Who becomes the feeder? Who creates the fear?, Someone near?, Who knew?, not me or you?, who knew? Who knew that we'd be here?, who knew?, who shed a tear? No one knew, this lasts for e
Regeneration!
There’s a sadness in being, a sadness in seeing Our creation decline, Twas not your vision nor twas not mine, But we will begin again as we have before, And once again, hope for more.