I don’t know how to put this, so I’ll just come right out and say it, You only get one precious life—-that’s it. There’s no replays or second chances. That’s the way this thing life is designed. The days drift by as do the weeks, months and years. We treat time as if it were limitless. Sorry, but time is a clock that can never be rewound
The most precious commodity we are gifted with is time. Why do we waste it by allowing petty annoyances to consume us. We treat people as if they are replaceable, treat our bodies as if they are refundable, surrender our souls as if they’ll always be redeemable.
I guess we weren’t so special after all
Sitting Indian style in the park
Face to face
On a warm summer night
And the crickets sang
Dogs chased one another in circles
We talked and laughed about everything
About nothing
You talked to me, as if you secretly read my journal
She was crying, crying so very hard, and it almost sounded the same as hysterical laughter——It was a sound steeped in deep emotions. Emotions are strange and uncontrollable but never wasted. She had the fading foundation of a woman who in her younger years was pretty, No, not pretty—-She had once been beautiful. She’s my Sad Autumn girl. Getting older is rough, even more so for a woman. Losing ones attractiveness is a cruel trick of time. There’s no punch line, just laughter and tears——and we all live somewhere between the two? Kindness is more attractive than beauty right there and then I wanted to change my life We all want to We are all Afraid to live Afraid to die some days leave us feeling like forever
Somedays will never be forgotten somedays show us what we’re made of It would take all my strength To beat back the darkness When did it get to be so hard Maybe nothing and no one changes Or, maybe it’s only me who changes I don’t really know anyone Anymore
And no one knows me
I prefer it this way I wanna figure it out On my won I miss everyone Everything hurts Nothings easy anymore How do I carry on I just want something Something to hold on too But something is so hard to find I’m lost in the wonder of it all and it makes me cry and laugh living somewhere between the two