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i just need to write |
I know I haven't lost my ability to write, it's just that I have lost the ability to want to write. Even though I know I still do want to write I haven't applied anything I want to my life. Already I am at a loss. Just write dummy. Pushing 50 years of age, holy crap, there seems to be too much going on in my head to write or even to recollect some times. Sorting out these many thoughts is a requirement my mind seems to be too lazy to attempt. What a drag it is getting old when menopause sets in with mass confusion. Yet, I am the most confident I have ever been in my life. Secure in myself secure in reasoning secure in thought, still I wonder how important is it all. My thoughts my ideals . . . ME! I'm sorry Sorry ive been too much of your friend instead of the mom you always needed Now that we have all grown up can I make ammends For the way you've been treated? I'm sorry you have nothing to your name I give to you myself to blame I know I am the one you always hated How do I destroy the monster I created? Of course I want to do right by you now But I just don't know how Any thing I do or say today Can make up for all of those yesterdays And make your tomarrows better make you the best I want you to stand up from the rest Because life is so hard I made yours more difficult The trail I carved but yours is the end result So take what ive given and make it good For your soul to feed upon inside your world |