A poem.
let me know what you think, its called My Healing:
I stood still once and looked at the world
I saw everyone moving restless, moving around trying to accomplish
I thought to my self why am I standing still? why am I not active?
Its because I’m tired
I moved as they did once, I came out with nothing
I hate giving up, I even hate the thought of it
It drowned me out of my will and drowned my soul of its life
I’ve been low for so long, I tried to get higher
but I only got disappointment, my wings are broken
Now all I do is stand here defeated. Waiting for my healing. I only move under a restricted ceiling
My healing is the key
its simple what it is, it is a she
For me that’s all I need. I’ll give everything for one thing
It comes in a package of love, loyalty, belief and acceptance for who I be.
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A poem.
Its called My Healing:
I stood still once and looked at the world
I saw everyone moving restless, moving around trying to accomplish
I thought to my self why am I standing still? why am I not active?
Its because i’m tired
I moved as they did once, I came out with nothing
I hate giving up, I even hate the thought of it
It drowned me out of my will and drowned my soul of its life
I’ve been low for so long, I tried to get higher
but I only got disappointment, my wings are broken
Now all I do is stand here defeated. Waiting for my healing. I only move under a restricted ceiling
My healing is the key
its simple what it is, it is a she
For me that’s all I need. I’ll give everything for one thing
It comes in a package of love, loyalty, belief and acceptance for who I be.
Majid edited this post 2 months, 3 weeks ago. Read the previous text »
A poem, Its called My Healing:
I stood still once and looked at the world
I saw everyone moving restless, moving around trying to accomplish
I thought to my self why am I standing still? why am I not active?
Its because i’m tired
I moved as they did once, I came out with nothing
I hate giving up, I even hate the thought of it
It drowned me out of my will and drowned my soul of its life
I’ve been low for so long, I tried to get higher
but I only got disappointment, my wings are broken
Now all I do is stand here defeated. Waiting for my healing. I only move under a restricted ceiling
My healing is the key
its simple what it is, it is a she
For me that’s all I need. I’ll give everything for one thing
It comes in a package of love, loyalty, belief and acceptance for who I be.
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