suspended in a moment of loss
the murmur of normal days a distance memory
the comforting arena hum now soul shattering
no innocence left in this town
a disillusioned fog settles in for an unknown stay
no beginning or end
“Does anyone know where the love of god goes? When the waves turn the minutes to hours?”
This is a famous line from the Gordon Lightfoot song The Wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald.
I keep hearing this line in my
i am scared, i am fearful, my heart is raw
i’m walking the same road over and over
TODAY, i recognize nothing and no one
my fear is real, paralyzing
i have no idea what i am scared of
i
The Cost!
.
good you’re right
i’m so glad for you
you are right, and I am wrong
trust me
i hear your song
.
good you’re right
i’m so glad for you
let’s put your foot in
everyone is broken, everyone feels bent
everyone has second thoughts
about messages they’ve sent
every life has meaning, or that is what were told
but thoughts without the actions, for me it grows quite old
i’m just trying to do
Everyone one has darkness.
Caused by an event, something in your childhood that made you feel vulnerable or uncomfortable. Your unconscious tugged at you that something just isn’t right, but your child’s brain wasn’t mature enough to connect the dots.
i know you did not ask me
to put in my two cents
and clearly you don’t want to know
what I think it meant
but here’s the thing I know the truth
my opinion you don’t need
but
My soul is crying
People are lying
To others, but mostly to themselves
I’m better than others and so are my kids
I pretend that I care, as long as you know
I’m better than you
I have more friends
You know me if….
do you think you know me?
you really think you do
here’s a little story
that I will weave for you
you know me if your thoughtful
you know me if your kind
you know me