Thursday, May 23, 2013

#251538

I was young, i didn't know better, naive an intention in every part of my body,
i grew old, i grew wise, i grew in pain begging with knees on rice,
i wanted things, i wanted nothing but to be happy,
I knew hope because every letter had what i wanted to hear,
It got me thru for what it was a though lesson,

I am not a little girl anymore, i am scar by pain and mistakes, i am scare of how it progress,
i waited a million years for a friend like you, but loneliness got a toll of me and change all
rules that was made with in me, just remember it change the rules with in me, it just made me
be a better independent woman that fought every war that was put up in front of me like obstacles,

Every song on the radio i listen to, every poem i wrote was written because of an expression,
expression was a feeling felt for every letter that my hand force to write down every thought, every story lived with the moment of the moment, i felt like you knew everything there is to know,
century was to tell our story, wasn't sure if it was a love story, every letter i read was like it was so,
but i got lost in the translation of what would've been, what could've be if so...

A child was born for every min i had sin, sipping on what i thought it was a cure, thought me a lesson long live to learn to teach and to survive how ever i knew, i had written everything thing like it was some sort of guilt like i owe you an explanation, i explain, i delay, i stop in complete, stopped like for a traffic light, got caught up on lost gone distraction that justified why i did, long days, long night i bet you felt, i didn't know what i meant to you but i surely knew you was more then what you thought it was,

In days in nights in years i learned that one day we will meet, i was in denial, i was in disbelieve you are around indeed, i am in good hand, did you know? no of course not, i had not written letters to let you know that i am okay, that i am happy that i am with someone that make those though life fade away like the wind, i know...... once you knew.... is not what you wanted to hear but it is what it is,

Attraction are like a magnets, close enough and they get stock, hard to separate, hard to understand why so, not understanding many things, i learned who you are, is what like a reality shock that took me as a fool, in disbelief what i felt, well... what i thought i felt, you are a synonym of myself still yet we think differently, life thought you a well kept closed lesson, and life thought me one painful full lesson that made me learn to think, say what i will do next........


1 comment:

  1. ...you are a synonym of myself still yet we think differently

    synonym of myself...word. I definitely like the truth and vulnerability of this piece.

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