It must’ve happened s suddenly,
The way that metal trapped itself all around me,
The trees, my head bumping,
That fall, as it went twisting and clumping,
It was so dark,
That lonely night,
I don’t’ want to go there,
Where I left my life.
It’s all inside.
Everything’s there,
I can’t make this right.
I can’t remember,
Only of this present life.
Was I his wife?
The scars are deep,
Same with this torment and strife,
But to whom my mind can’t keep,
Me in line with the vibe.
I’m loosing control,
Softly giving in,
Letting go,
I don’t know who to let in.
I give up,
The fights must’ve been coarse,
So many want to claim me,
But whoever he is,
He won’t become clear.
So I sit and remain lonely,
Trusting that yes,
I’m somebody’s honey,
I just beg please,
Don’t tell me he’s dead,
With nothing left but our money.
Shaking inside to think,
I let it slip to spare my heart,
And go back into this style,
Playing this independant part.
I like to let these feeling out. Whenever I see things happen around me that aren't favorable, I always stop and think how the people involved are feeling or might be feelings. Then I try to portray those feelings to others. Reaching for understanding in a world that has so much hate is the best way I know to teach others to love.
Lotsa love,
-Wildrose
