Reflection
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Just maybe… I am no longer that someone Not that special you go crazy about Not the same person you like to spend time with Just maybe, I guess. Just maybe… I am too much to contend with Too much to live with as the days passes by Too much to listen to with so
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So many things I want to say Emotions in my heart wrapped together Thoughts in my head in line ready in time And words in my mouth formed in unison But there is no one here besides myself So here, I’m wishing. There are things I want to do Pieces of puzzles to put together
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The alarm went off and there goes the snooze button Give me five minutes, I said Just five minutes to gather my thoughts Another alarm? I asked Can I have another five minutes more? It is not just to gather my thoughts, I reasoned It is now about my point of view. I’ve decided to
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Staring curiously at a blank wall – with questions in mind It looks so vacant – unspoiled from tarnish and dirt The plainess of it seem tamed – there is a sense of modesty yet cautious The surrealist of it is uncompromising – innocent and naive Evoking my imagination – to craft my emotions. Viewing
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We view life differently…we create our lives differently…we have our own battles…we find our own strength…through it all…we live!
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In my darkened room – I see a faint shadow lurking Its move is delicate yet there is that cunning step I shut my eyes so I may not see – my sight may be deceiving me I imagined a plot of terror – my thoughts beginning to scare me I can feel goosebumps –
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Life is tough…but life is still beautiful…however we see it.
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How does it feel to fall in love?
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Lifting yourself from every fall is overpowering…believing in yourself after each failure is courageous…and loving yourself from all this is beautiful.
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I sat underneath the shades of trees – listening to its rhythm The stillness of the night looks empty – it feels so serene The blankness of the evening seem frightening and sombre The void is creeping up my spine – it summons my worries But as I gazed deeply into the clouds – the
Choices, Chances and Changes 