The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads, it eats away
Until all their focus becomes
The person they used to be,
The mistakes they made in their life.
Oh, if only they could see
That you cannot change what happened,
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you think about it,
No matter how much you cry.
Because the past is the past for a reason.
It's been, and now it is gone,
So stop trying to think of ways to fix it.
It's done, it's unchangeable; move on.
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that m
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly
There's beauty in the struggle,
There's feeling in pain.
For every painstaking mi
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
Sometimes I get lonely
Instagram, Twitter, Facebook
Always connecting but not con
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
