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baerlon Member
since 2000-01-14
Posts 197Youngstown and East Liverpool, Ohio, USA |
K 1st off sorry this is so long but pls bare it all the way.It's not near my best but i really just wanted to write this. It’s odd What started in despair One day it turned to anger After that it’s a blur So what happened in that time People say I changed My friends … which should I talk about 1st Hmm let me think I suppose I will talk about the ones who don’t care much for me now You’re an ass now they say Right I am an ass because I won’t let you walk on me You’re a true friend … thanks for your time carry on You dislike my attitude right Well I dare you to do something about it This attitude gave me new friends … a new life You’re a true friend … thx for your time carry on The fact is I am happy in a funny sort of way I used to be angry at the world Heck I would lash out over the littlest things Now that I don’t you have all walked away But guess what I don’t care I don’t really If you saw me as I write this guess what For once I’m happy, hell I am smiling Now on to the present Somewhere in the last three months I not sure how to describe it Let me think for a minute Some real friends noticed a change It was kind of like I died and was reborn I do not like that description though Let’s just say I woke up I liked to think of it like this I was asleep for 2 and a half years Then one day someone just decided to slap me Then I woke up Let me tell you something about myself I am not a person to wake up You might not like what I do But guess what … I am awake Not only am I awake but for once alive My real friends loved the change They supported me … Helped me Now I know whom to trust Amazing as it is these are the people I didn’t care for before Now you think about it I am now alive … open You call this attitude I call it life The anger … gone My essence returned I haven’t felt like this since I was a child I dare you to try and take it away Remember though, how a child is when you take their favorite toy Just remember that Never again shall I be what I was Always now to be what I am I dare you to try something Now you think about this It’s odd What started in despair One day it turned to anger After that it’s a blur There's a peace inside us all Let it be your friend It will help you carry on In the end There's a peace inside us all -Creed [This message has been edited by baerlon (10-24-2002 11:00 AM).] |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Well, I read it all, I stuck through it. You speak of being alive...I am biased as to from where I believe true Life, alive life, comes. I can't say I'm convinced you have received your life from there, but if you have, and if the essence is finding its formulation, praise God. I will love watching Him unfold in your being. As far as being an ass...Balaam had to be spoken to by his ass to get him to listen. Boy, was that a shocker for him! Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Kielo Senior Member
since 2002-02-11
Posts 1109 |
This was great. I loved the growth, the metaphor of waking up. For some reason I hear "Wake up, oh sleeper!" in my head.  Anyway, wonderful poem.Kielo I don't care if you're an old fart, because old people are smarter than me. |
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