Life # 1 (Which means there is Life # 2) Life is about sacrifice, & change, with no set path, & no no one to blame, you make the best of it, & hope, find a way to servive and cope, some obstacles ar large, some small, some makes you strong, some seem impossible, its what you learn, & what to do next, to keep on moving on, not feeling hexed, knowing that in order to accomplish something, you have to strive for it, you just might get everything, Im trying hard, to just forget, the pain, hurt, wrong choices, and personal regrets, its hard, i try to think happy thoughts, my family, childhood,Ray, & of course my Tots, most of the time theyre enough, but my past is surprisingly tough, for years Ive been trying to hide, my anxieties, fears, sadness, sourly for pride, I often still cry myself to sleep, without him hearing a peep, not a whimper, not a shale, not a tear, not wanting him to wake, not that he wouldnt understand, how could he, I dont understand it myself, i need to get better,I need help, Ive known it for years, Ive wasted so much time, & to many tears, Moral of my poem is dont waste any time, stop convicting yourself of your petty crimes, find what you need, dream, or want, & I get it, dont allow your past to HAUNT. Written By Bonnie Wiseman April 13/07
Posted on: Tue, 28 Jan 2014 02:49:21 +0000