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Sunday, February 7th, 2010 03:48 am
I found you
and you gave me a choice.

I accept.
It's a hard choice.

I took your hand
and you guide me.
I prayed that you take me
into your heart
and you did.
On your lap, I cried
and you pushed me and shove me
to do my very best
to find my very best.

You took my heart
and guide me to pick up
the broken pieces
shattered by people who hurt
and by my own hands,
I really sorry I hurt myself.
What a great dishonor to my heart.

The memories of my past
becomes floating pictures
that floated along with the winds
of your breath.

There's no way I can comprehend
the mazes of problems
that life throws at me
but perhaps, perhaps, perhaps,
I would look forward to the future
to the sacred communion of
your strong spirit with mine
someday
someday
someday
when I stop being a foolish girl.
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