Without a compass...
The weights of disappointment now anchored in my stomach
Suffocating winds from all directions, making it hard for me to breath
I impatiently push for the clouds of confusion to lift
Bringing forth a new found day, and sunshine to this rainy face…
Soon to set sail on another adventure
Will I find treasure, or will I find treason
Paradise, or place of peril
Calm waters, or stormy seas….
I’ll simply look to the skies and the heavens above
Take my hands off the helm and let her heart roam free
No direction to be taken or destination preconceived
This boat will rest wherever it rests, taking this soul wherever it wills.
David.
Suffocating winds from all directions, making it hard for me to breath
I impatiently push for the clouds of confusion to lift
Bringing forth a new found day, and sunshine to this rainy face…
Soon to set sail on another adventure
Will I find treasure, or will I find treason
Paradise, or place of peril
Calm waters, or stormy seas….
I’ll simply look to the skies and the heavens above
Take my hands off the helm and let her heart roam free
No direction to be taken or destination preconceived
This boat will rest wherever it rests, taking this soul wherever it wills.
David.
posted by Big mouth | 9:34 AM
1 Comments:
The pain is obvious but the fear seems to have stayed abreast. Keep your chin up sexy man... Everyone deserves answers.. No wait, I take that back.. I hope that the person who has chosen to cause this pain, someday experiences what it's like to be left without a compass.
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