Sometimes....

Sometimes...

Sometimes it’s nice to love what you love

To know what it feels like to shine from above

The pains that will follow are part of the price

Sometimes it’s better to know what was nice

Sometimes it’s better to not love at all

To not have the warmth, to not stand then fall

It’s not worth the agony that follows for sure

Sometimes it’s better to not be so pure

Sometimes it’s good to know that you care

To open your heart with someone to share

To believe that there’s promise in every which way

Sometimes it’s good to be proud of your day

Sometimes it good to not give yourself much

To not know emotions that come from a touch

It’s a gain and a loss that saves you inside

Sometimes it’s good to compromise pride

It’s a sin to give up yet it can be your last hope

When the confusion overwhelms and you just can’t cope

For me it’s my words and some silly rhymes

When I look deep within, I think….Sometimes...

Defined....

So I write...or at least I wrote.  I was always pretty emotional about things and needed to find a release. I started picking up the proverbial pen again and decided to go back and take a look at some things I've written over the years.

How should I define these things...hmm.  I guess some were written in love, out of love, in pain, in...different? but mostly just life experiences.

Here's the first...

I Could Try (True Love)

I could try to build a forest,

beneath a sky of blue.

Fill it up with beauty,

and name it after you.

I could try to build a mountain,

and place it in your hand.

make it strong and healthy,

so forever it would stand.

I would place a star in heaven,

a moon to help it shine.

Store them in my memories,

like a dream, frozen in time.

For you there are no boundaries,

there is nothing I can deny.

Though things i just can't do for you...

I promise...I would try.