waiting for me – (choose your ending) i would walk that path to the beach each day if i knew you’d be there waiting to wade waiting with a caress waiting waiting ………… for me i would amble through the tall grass field
be……….. your own valentine don’t let a day of hearts & flowers turn you sour be your own valentine pour a glass of wine put your feet up dust your mind of clutter fill it with elements of smiles joy take the time to dismiss the outside
fortitude mixed emotions tossed and turned churning up from the depths deeply seeded with a certain need to purge leaving the scraps of unpleasantness upon a worn shore letting the pounding waves beat the hell out of the waste and oddments
survival in a desolate state of mind the only cure abandoning the multitude of thoughts that seem be be a constant flow hoping the tide will drag them out to sea leaving one on this empty beach with merely one thought survival like that pier it has
quest sunlight lit the sky waking the horizon casting shadows on what once was a new day filled with anticipation ready yourself for exploration don’t waste time packing a bag open your mind let truth find its way survey probe quest for genuineness
a dismal day a dismal day clouds lacing the sky a drizzle of droplets falling cold …….dank …………and depressing feeling lost in the lost & found wondering if mindless thoughts are the cure sensing you’re not alone but can’t find anyone to bump in
