The Power of A Few Choice Words
Comments For Moderation
A little over a year ago I had no idea
That words written on paper could mean so much
I have always been independent and I thought a free spirit
I notice this has all changed
I am not the person I use to be
No matter how hard I try to go back
I have grown from my shell and like a crab
Have moved on to a new one
I have left my comfort zone
I knew it would be tough
I look back at my old shell
It doesn't serve me well anymore
I thought I had enough convidence to do what I wanted
I have seen my positive energy drop
With no action taken
Not a word spoken
How could total silence crush my spirit and nock me flat
The words NO MATCHING COMMENTS FOUND
Are plain and clear
They stand as tall as A Palm tree I have never seen
The are as alive as the wave that crashes to the shore
They are as sharp as the sharpest knive in the cutting block
I have learned to be humble
I have learned to take my life in stride
Some days are exceptional and I never want to see those days end
Other times they are quiet and only a few words are printed on the silver screen
They are bold and catch hold of my breath
I look again and hope thats not what I see
Then I think where was I last year
I was a far, far place from here
I have come along way and I know I will travel much farther
But for now I shut down as I have lost my strength and stamina
I feel what it is to be lonely
I feel what it is too be left out
I understand the meaning of sad
I have learned one of those Great Life Lessons
I am not alone and I will always give what I have to those who don't have
So that I can see not though my eyes but through my love
Then a miracle it may be
My heart will again beat with such strength and pride
I realize it is not the comment
But the true love of all those who hide