To the one or to the many
I have a few scribbles
And I have a few scratch outs
I have a few letters that make up words
And I have word after word
Connecting them together to become poetry
Currently trying to connect the wonderful days to this piece
Learning it's not all about the ones that fly by (For a change)
Which seems so different
My success is high
Our love is strong
Stressed?
I think not
Hand writing seems so hard
In this notebook- That is
So distracted by the din
Car after car
Nauseated by the chitter-chatter
I try to write as I have time
I want to express myself
But what am I expressing?
Nothing is wrong just got time
Time to think
The din calms itself
Listening to you snore
And hearing the music
Atfer the chitter- chatter is gone
It's safe to say the cars are once
Peaceful again
I still want to write
I want to write about me
But I am sort of numb
I have no emotion
Maybe just some boredom
I have this notebook and this pen
Knowing life's going good
But my hand seems to hold back
Maybe there's no need to write
And I love that
Because now I have time to read
Reading this book is just as soothing as writing
I am preparing myself for the future
And my future holds the beginning of a new family
As time continues so does the growth
That growth is my strength
My strength holds the withdraw of my inner fears
And most of all that growth is my happiness
Ending my blog with an end
Because I have not in awhile
So I shall
This is the end and I love the ending
I have a few scribbles
And I have a few scratch outs
I have a few letters that make up words
And I have word after word
Connecting them together to become poetry
Currently trying to connect the wonderful days to this piece
Learning it's not all about the ones that fly by (For a change)
Which seems so different
My success is high
Our love is strong
Stressed?
I think not
Hand writing seems so hard
In this notebook- That is
So distracted by the din
Car after car
Nauseated by the chitter-chatter
I try to write as I have time
I want to express myself
But what am I expressing?
Nothing is wrong just got time
Time to think
The din calms itself
Listening to you snore
And hearing the music
Atfer the chitter- chatter is gone
It's safe to say the cars are once
Peaceful again
I still want to write
I want to write about me
But I am sort of numb
I have no emotion
Maybe just some boredom
I have this notebook and this pen
Knowing life's going good
But my hand seems to hold back
Maybe there's no need to write
And I love that
Because now I have time to read
Reading this book is just as soothing as writing
I am preparing myself for the future
And my future holds the beginning of a new family
As time continues so does the growth
That growth is my strength
My strength holds the withdraw of my inner fears
And most of all that growth is my happiness
Ending my blog with an end
Because I have not in awhile
So I shall
This is the end and I love the ending