I will be releasing my cover shortly! And, away we go!
It
started soon after it had ended. The weary part of the dream I had once been
living in, shortly became the lie I was breathing. I removed myself from the
knowledge of other beings. Their accusations only leading me to definite defeat
and while my own accusations leading me toward something or other of
estrangement. Either will or way, my responsibility as that person who once did
or did not do this or that was quite burdening upon my shoulders.
It was
different back then when chances were given to you to burn and not bury, so in
many cases I did just that, burned them in every direction. The course never
came through tears or trembling words of cohesion.
There I stood upon the same playing field, level ground with opponents not
necessarily against me, but never might I add ever for me.
I
resented the title and whence the rhythmic truth became spoken, it indulged in
being sought out as just that; the truth. Not my truth or your truth, or
somebody’s good guess as what that truth maybe be, it is merely a fictional
certainty of the truth. Nothing happened as you would assume it would. Girl
meets boy, boy likes girl, and girl isn’t too crazy about boy. One mistake
leads to another and 40 weeks later a baby girl is then born and given away to
people I am told to be called reorganized fundamentalist. Of course I feel bad,
a child grew inside me and for some time I doubted my ability to grow one. She
came out perfect. She came out screaming with life; that’s how I knew she would
be okay. These fundamentalist, I am telling you may not have her best interest at
mind. They surely are giving her a chance to make up for the things I couldn’t
give her.
Besides I belonged to the state in
most cases. I couldn’t let her belong to someone like me. She looked like me.
Mostly of him, he didn’t know. In the people’s truth, I guess now he knew all
too well.
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