Open Poetry #2 |
Lifes A Maze |
rogen of the night Junior Member
since 1999-09-07
Posts 29 |
As I sit alone in a daze I can't help but to look out and wonder if this life is nothing more then a maze.I loved you then but hate you now because you left me and put me in this daze leaving me to wonder if this life is nothing more then a maze. I sit alone in this daze thinking of you and wondering how my life could turn into nothing more then a maze. I've wondered around the world seeing new things but it never fails I always end up back where I started because this life is nothing more then a maze. ------------------ The wise man is the storm prays God,not for safety from danger,but for deliverance from fear.It is the storm within which endangers him,not the storm without. ~~Ralh Waldo Emerson~~ [This message has been edited by rogen of the night (edited 09-08-99).] |
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