i dont want to give up,
i dont wanna lose.
if driving those tired hours one more time would change something, i would do it in a heart beat.
i dont want to give you up,
i dont want to lose you.
if driving those anxious hours one more time would make a difference, i would drive them now.
i dont mind being hopefull,
even if i've lost you.
so unimaginably frustrated am i. alienation of your dearest, nearest family. have we become a memory. are we roads you've grown too tired to walk near, on. granted many love, but we have loved more true and desire to never abandon you. something you cant say for the 7-8-25...100 others that knock on your door each night and leave you colder than before. i almost feel i cant be bitter, that requires a formal taste. something you pretend you never gave.
--------do not show distaste on my account. please.
the seclusion of narrow thoughts is something that i dont fear. if someone sees my words and calls them angry i cant disagree. one must realize however that it is a flash in a pan, i refuse to lead my life with emotions that (if nurtured) turn my eyes from Christ. anger is not wrong, frustration is not wrong. the time spent brewing those emotional releases is wrong if it excedes love.
farewell,
adam
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2 comments:
my sentiments are very similar to that poiema.
Define "emo". You don't fit that sort of group label. Come up with another. It is enjoyable to read your thoughts. Never thought I'd be a mind reader.
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