If I were to immerse my feelings in regret, shall my debt be paid?
I doubt a solution would be found amongst tears that blur and sting,
Dehydrate my sprit, see through red veined eyes.Â
This I resolve I refuse to behold.
As for me, I shall hold my head up, proud to be alive, stronger, proven!
Iâ€™ll gather my skirts and gracefully rise, forging stumbles from the past out of my memory.
I refuse to blush; rosy cheeks will result only from the heat of determination,
for momma taught nothing in life is easy.
If only I could be as driven as she,
She will prove to be my motivation.
Single within her own rights.
A provider, nurse maid, banker, cleaner, sower; sowing seeds for her offspring to reap.
These too I shall be, singing praises to the only man who ever truly adored me.Â
I will raise my head high and allow tears to flow happily only for he, providing thanks for free will, and with mine I will freely serve HE.
NO Regrets, I shall swim in rivers of wisdom, teach others the art of forgiveness,
Love the art of struggle and preserve my sprit alive.
And not fear death, for through death will my debt be paid.
all the thinking of wanting you here
sometimes becomes hurtful
the thoughts the smiles
i have pictured so many, many times
is it truly next year
for you ane me
i wonder i wonder
will i get to see you the beautiful person you really are
will i understand who you are to me
will i understand who i am to you
life is confusing now
and there have been days where i’ve wanted you here
sometimes i think you won’t like me
sometimes i think i won’t be good enough for you
where am i going
our my steps leading to you
am i going in circles
that seems like what my dreams tell me
being surrounded is what i always wanted
and now , that feeling no longer remains
always wanting to be apart
but now no longer, no longer do i wish to remain
apart of , among, or in between
it was what i thought i needed to be happy
but i was wrong
watching it from afar made me cry
because that’s how much i really wanted to be apart
this word i do not understand
because i do no even consider my self a friend
i don’t know what it means
to be a friend
sharing, caring, smiling, laughing
is that what its really all about
somethings i saw far away
made me want to stay away
feeling the need to protect my heart
feeling the need to protect what’s left of me
i guess you just have to take the good with the bad
i guess it won’t always be what you want and imagined