Thursday, November 25, 2010

The End

All good things come to an end
Nothing lasts forever
The smile of a friend
Changes to the cold stare
Of a stranger

Sharing caring loving
Gone in the blink of an eye
“Us” losing out to “I”
Nothing left to say
Only a desire to
Walk away
Memories remain
They bring a tear...a smile
And all the pain
Fades after a while

It simply doesn’t matter
Life moves on
Till there’s thing left
The good...the bad...
Like “us” they’re all gone...

Being Me...

I find myself swinging.  Not on a playground swing.  Not high on dope. But on life.  Swinging into extremes... One minute I ...