Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
