Looking ahead, taking steps back.
Finding yourself in a lost place,
or losing yourself in a found place.
Back and forth, up and down.
Life is confusing.
Hopes, dreams, a goals in our lives.
Shattered by the poison tounge.
You may stand up only to fall down again.
If you are strong you will stand up again and take what comes at you.
The weak stay down and worse yet fall deeper never to breathe again.
Never to laugh, or cry. Never to smile, or frown.
Do you have the strength to reamin standing?
or will you lay like the others?
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Myles' Random Ramblings and Journal
My journal is random, I might leave poems, day to day nuisances, things that happned, or just ramblings.
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