Friday, August 23, 2013

Finished

I am filled with joy.
And filled with fear.
Of the decision that I make appear.
Weither right or wrong.
The choice is made.
Good or Bad,
I hope it makes my day.
I want to feel my freedom expressed,
So I can pray and get every burden off my chest.
Yet, there is nothing to hold onto.
Its been given to the most high,
Now, all those old feelings I felt can die.
It's hard to let of things, I say,
But I need to let go,
And grow mature each day.

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Once and always

We have a hard time speaking,
Communication is the key,
But in this link of lies,
We will constantly be fighting,
You treat me like a dog,
You act like your my friend,
I wish you weren't here because I can't trust you again,
I know that I'm not perfect,
We were born this way,
But hopefully if I keep following faith,
It will change me in different ways,
I hope to never lie to anyone,
Because it shows your hiding from everyone.