I hate being the phoenix… You burn to ashes…
then you revive… take birth again, just to burn to death… again. . and again. .
and again!
I really cannot complain… I have been
loved… time & again… but I have lost every time… & it has hurt… it sure
has hurt BAD… every time I believe this is it… every time I believe this is the
max I could have done… every time I believe this is the WORST of all my hits… every
time I believe this is the MAX that I could have endured… every time I
believe I CAN’T DO IT A G A I N…
So I gather my pieces… one by one as they
lie shattered all over… & I solemnly pledge… this is it… there is the
corner… im gonna lock myself there… there is no chance of getting hurt if I don’t
let anyone in… & I go there… & shut the gates… & I see people
wanting to ease my pain… I see people saying things will change… I see people
promising they are nothing like before… but I stay in my corner… I stay away
from the gates… I just watch from the distance… seeing those colors from my
greys…
& then I see those others… those who don’t
promise me anything… those who don’t care if I’m there… but those who love
another… who care… who appreciate… who are brave… who stand-by each other… who
make promises… who break promises… who fight… who make up… because in the end…
they still love… they still wish to survive!!!
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