These are two separate ideas, the first rather short. Both are untitled, as I just wrote them. However, I'm betting most of you can guess who it's about. If you can't, you can find his relation to me in the second thing.
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I thought things were turing around
But I was wrong
I thought that you were starting to see
But I was wrong
I thought that all this time was teaching you the truth
But the path you're on seems to appeal to you
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Why do you think that nothing is wrong?
What's in your mind; is everything gone?
What happened to your common sense,
The care you used to have?
I never thought you could fall this far
But I guess you can.
You've hit the bottom and looked for deeper realms
You've made "friends" that only care about themselves
I can't think of where you're trying to go
You don't have any direction
You've gone down a crooked path
Without any kind of correction.
Brother, look at me, can't you see the pain in my eyes?
But my pain is nothing next to the tears our mother cries
Every time you come around this place
You tear at her heart a little more
Can't you turn and see your way back
The open, beckoning door?
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Again, they are rough. I'm not good at getting current feelings out. They just all sort of gnaw at me at the same time, so they never come out smoothly.
8 comments:
so much pain in the hearts of those so close to me. it doesn't seem fair. i have my little snits, but my life is peachy beyond reason. i wish that you weren't hurting. or preston. i wish that i could help or...i don't know. I'm Sorry.
Sometimes I envy you, I really do. You're counting down the days until your older sister gets back from her mission, your older brother is in Ukraine and making threats about guys around you. But you know what, I think it's part of what makes you who you are, and I like you this way. Hence, I don't think there's anything wrong with you not having anything big. Be grateful. Besides, you make a great support because you don't have any huge worries chewing on you all the time. I'm grateful that you don't have anything big, you should be too.
i guessed. i am super super blessed to have what i do. i have way more than i could ever ask for. even the bigger things that shake up my world blike when my dad had cancer and had a high possibility of going blind are so much better and everything works out in the end. i have a ton.
Well who's to say this won't work out in the end? It's not over yet, and we pray for him every day.
Not that I'm gonna pretend to know what's really going on here, but I like the ryhthm of the piece and I think it'd make a good song if you worked it right.
i hope it does. i really do.
i agree with marcus on the cadence.
Marcus, to make a long and painful story short and detatched, let's just say that my older brother has been my introduction to the not-so-happines of Happy Valley. And it wasn't by telling me about it.
Bluebird, if you want to know what prompted this, I'll just say that we found out where that bike I was looking for went.
i was going to ask you about that. i'm sorry.
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