

This Shall PassCold, silent emptiness runs through my soul. It beckons to me, waiting, ready to attack, To pull me into the cold depths Of depression, dark and empty, no hope in sight. I will not go quietly into the pit of despair. But this shall pass, and give way to hope I plant what little hope I have into the ground. I fertilize it, nourish it, shelter and protect it, until A beautiful bed of roses has bloomed. With my two hands, tired and beaten, I have taken control of myself, and created life anew. As the sun slowly sets on my little world, My hope garden is snuffed out. IThis Shall Pass


RiverThe mighty river flowing, always flowing, never showing Any signs of yielding, showing feelings, having feelings of an almost human nature, perfect nature, mother nature Mother nature's greatest wonder, strongest wonder, perfect wonder The wonder that is water, always flowing, always flowing Yes, it's water that I speak of, that I write of, that I dream of The mighty rushing river, always rushing, never hushing Rushing to meet the tranquil sea, peaceful sea, soothing sea.River
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Here, the tide moves slower Gentle waves glide smoothly toward the crystal shore The w


Title is Too LongMy Heart It Has No Resting PlaceTitle is Too Long
My heart it has no resting place No warm reverie of familiar face As sure as green leaves turn to rust My heart is plagued by wanderlust
My heart sings the tale of a thousand men Wandering o'er hill and glenn Through every forest, each rock and tree Voices of the earth beckon to me
Though every corner I shall explore I don't know what I'm searching for Through the rivers, deep and clean Fields and valleys of deepest green
My heart it has no resting place No warm reverie of familiar face My hea


Lost FeelingI used to think I was so strong Never faltering, never showing Outward signs of any feeling No hope, no joy, no love Only a blank stare, a blank soul Now I realize I was going through life Not caring, not knowing, not even Feeling all there is to feel And now there's nothing left To feel, to know, to wonder All I have now is A lost,broken spirit devoid of all hope A cold, icy heart devoid of warmth And there is nothing left to feelLost Feeling
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