Always telling stories of my life as I have lived it through these many years.
Knowing I’d be led straight into arms of God in the end.
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Standing, overlooking the world in a haze of lifetime ordeals,
become tangible to my mind.Often times beleaguering tireless moments as I walk down slippery slopes and disappear into the night.
Steadily folding inside, filled with ice cold emotions cutting through images of the past.
Quickly moving away from the visions with a fear filled with frozen emotions.Standing off to the side, sensing perceptions from back then.
Silent questioning being spoken in my mind,
of truth, not verified for sure.Allotting theories to form, yet they cannever be taught, because of their charactersof non-committal.Wavering into space of future questions,never relegating a place in life to be.
Raining into my soul, all the sadness of a lifetime folding itself into my being.
Increased joy unfolding itself in many rhymes of imagination, telling everyone about a life beyond my own.
Cold and lonely, pressure of life stressing me out,
Absolute silence takes me into darkened cornerswhere I can have some privacy from memories andtheir images.Softly, gently, tears washing me, cleansing my heart.Full of sorrow, never getting up to see the worldagain.Knowing that everyone has turned their backs on me,as I walk away, dejected and forlorn.
Rushing to keep up with beats pounding their way down inner sidewalks, becoming appreciated through time.
Precariously sounding like past memories, climbing walls through yesterday’s canyons.