Monday, April 9, 2012

A writers testimony

I am made up of two vices,
a sweetheart from the back
country roads and a girl
who has seen too much in
her life time.

I write about my heart that
feels the pain of another's
life a suffering without gain.
I write of my love for my family,
lost memories that sometimes
still in the nights can find
me.My lovers arms wrapped around
me,his strength leading me
into peace.

At my weakest times I can be
found in the dark lingering
as I talk about suffering that
most have been lucky enough to
never really see.The night reaches
out and takes my words from my
heart,telling me that there is
more to this life than what we
wish to believe and embark.

I am made up of two halves that
follows in different directions!I
believe in everything that I say,
no matter where my minds thoughts
may stray.I know that life is not
only made up of pearls and lace.I
understand that the devil hides
among our world,our beliefs are
ones that at times can leave us
in turmoil.

I am a creative writer along with
my words of bitterness and pain,a
lost love and heart games!a lovers
sweet embrace my rhymes may stray!
I am true to all that I say,you
just can never tell in what direction
I may take at any given time of
the day.

I can only be me,I write about anything
I feel or see and sometimes I may get
overboard with my words but my heart
and mind is not one I can any longer
control.Some may say I am full of hate
others see the side that is really me!

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