Just filling up these glasses of sorrow
While I take in all of this newest burn
My only wishes are for tomorrow
As here and now has nothing left to learn
I dredge the bottom for something to say
When every new sin becomes temptation
I search for a sign to show me the way
And sacrifice time for inspiration
With every step I feel destiny’s touch
As I'm waiting and holding hands with fate
With misguided thought as my only crutch
I pray inside that I am not too late
I close the pages of this weighted tome
As the wind finally points the way home
Author notes
Not all that happy with the way this turned out, but I suppose at the very least... I'm writing something...
Written December 1st, 2005
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Hey, that is some reversal in the couplet! It's always great to start a new chapter, especially when the one past was difficult. Hope spring eternal.
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I was surprised (happily surprised, I must say), as I saw the category hope under this new post
I'm really happy for you. Sometimes that is all what we need, a big change. To bottle the sorrows of past, and look forward to new events, new 'old' faces, new expectations. Sadness only remains forever when we allow it to stay.
I wish you a bright and hopeful new start, may the wind blow on your back on your way home
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Thanks for pointing out my oops... It wasn't intentional...
It does end optimistically... sort of what I'm going through... Finally leaving NY to go back home... and hopefully, "home" is exactly what I want it to be.
Thanks again
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Line two only has 7 syllables, is that intentional? The first stanza sounds familiar...all too familar. I have those days when every line you wrote applies, fortunately not usally all at the same time. Hey, it ends optiminstically if I am reading it right!
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