Saddened tears infiltrating my mind and heart with their memories
of yesterday’s family.
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Riding dusky trails of life in a melodious stupor quiets the soul, enables it to grow.
Times of liveliness gather like moss around the north side of a tree,penetrating and creating images for memories to grasp onto.Galloping through arid deserts of living, a thirst for knowledge builds and confiscates all other curiosities.Taking time to allow imagination it’s freedom so wisdom may accrue throughout the years.Life standing, searching, not knowing that within…
Locked away in caverns of ebony, no light penetrating corners of my mind with wisdom.
Only set on abandoned pathways of used, tattered, explanations.Fleeing desperately from any showing of love or caring, because they don’t exist in my dismal world, handed to me from destiny’s fate.
Total abandonment filtered through the years,
as it hangs in the balance and is grasped byGod before falling away forever in a hell ofemptiness.
Silently crying inside, tearing down ramparts of pain, wandering into particles of dismal proclivity.
Focusing lightly on ways to thrive and forget what is going on inside.Searching endlessly for ways to survive and get through life in one piece – hanging on to grace for life.
Filtering down within many pages of history, life on earth still remains a permanent mystery.
Bringing wonder to those who seek to satisfy their curiosity, and bewilderment to those who won’t.Endless searching fulfills many desires of certain people.Those who are mediocre in their lives seek little beyond what they have and know.The poor are discontented even if they are smart, because they haven’t the wherewithal to go out and learn…