THe NotebOOk
Thursday, October 16, 2008
 

i've been focused on the start for days
plenty of time to set me in motion
motion, ocean
the tide rides high and low
pulling me out to sea, foundation
a crushing blow

see as she speaks
she tells, retreats

alone, knowing the way of the
world, praying to change the
mold, our lives fit into
unknown, taking a chance in
faith, believing we could be
more, or something better

i've been dreaming so big they can speak
in colors of strength so that they spill over
over an' over
into the life that i lead
feel the embrace of a world born into
a perfect shoe

see as she speaks
she tells, retreats

but do you dream in shades of grey?
or put off living what they say?
leaves you feeling broken
in the life you have chosen
visions came to you
knowing what you do

alone, knowing the way of the
world, praying to change the
mold, our lives fit into
unknown, taking a chance in
faith, believing we could be
more, or something better
 
poetry, song, and simple words that may never make it off of the writers page and into the world

where you came from
(or are going)

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