When I get down
I want to give up
I don't look forward
To going back
Where everything
Means nothing
When I look within
What am I without
Don't want to be first
But will that last
The moon is full
But I am empty
My heart is heavy
In the bright light
The wait is not over
In the weight I'm under
Cuz when I read it, somehow everything's backwards.
About Me
- John
- I'm just a regular guy trying hard to live a simple, meaningful life for God. I am 'dad' to 3 truly wonderful kids. Youngest brother to six siblings.
3 comments:
Melancholy, but gorgeous word twists.
You know me, Cheryl. Melancholy is what brings the words to the fore.
Yes, I do know that about you. I'm kind of the same way--perhaps that's why I have writer's block lately. Too happy. :)
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