Sometimes life can just seem
so overwhelming, so hopeless,
so overwhelmingly beautiful,
so hopelessly pure.
Someday I'll land on the moon,
go dancing amongst the stars and rocks.
Someday I'll reach the other side of
the rainbow and wander amidst sparkles and starbursts.
Somehow I'll see where all these are
leading me, and I'll find a way to
pull it all together. I'll triumph,
I'll be alright again, promise.
Somewhere, I know you're there
waiting for me, I really believe that.
Somewhere, there lies the key to making
all these right again, that missing piece.
Sometimes, life is so heartbreakingly beautiful,
and I just want to ask you
what's the meaning of it all. Is it going to get
harder, tougher, sadder, madder... Are we going to triumph
Sometimes?
A contest entry
- vomiting points by Cinnarry.
10000 points, ended October 10, 2008, 19 entries
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Comments
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Surreal...
Well penned...very dreamy & can so relate often hitting highs & lows as described here, only to find myself asking will it all get worse, get better or simply just level out? Good job! -
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