Talking with a friend this morning, I realized something important. I will write about it later.
"In the beginning I was seeking redemption. In the end, I found it in an unlikely place: from within me, not from the people I was seeking it from."
Monday, January 25, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
TIRED (another poem)
I am tired of picking myself up
time and time again.
I thought that if I had just love
the world would be a nicer place to be in.
I am tired of love, I am tired of hurt,
I am tired of all these tears.
I am tired of hope, I am tired of trust,
I am tired of all of my fears.
I am tired of always feeling the loss
of someone I used to love.
I am tired of people who say it will work out
If I trust in God up above.
I have spent my whole life, doing just that,
wanting and waiting to live.
I have searched high and low, near and far,
and gave all I had to give.
I wander this world feeling alone
grasping at wisps of smoke
Such are the hopes of lasting love
While my heart quietly broke.
time and time again.
I thought that if I had just love
the world would be a nicer place to be in.
I am tired of love, I am tired of hurt,
I am tired of all these tears.
I am tired of hope, I am tired of trust,
I am tired of all of my fears.
I am tired of always feeling the loss
of someone I used to love.
I am tired of people who say it will work out
If I trust in God up above.
I have spent my whole life, doing just that,
wanting and waiting to live.
I have searched high and low, near and far,
and gave all I had to give.
I wander this world feeling alone
grasping at wisps of smoke
Such are the hopes of lasting love
While my heart quietly broke.
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