Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Life is like a wheel,
It always goes back to the start.
To do over and at each start.
It's like a new beginning.
The ending could be sad or happy.
I know life is like this.
I know pain and hurt always happens.
But I never prepared myself for this.
To trust goes back to not trusting.
To believe each rhym and reason,
Becomes a lie.
Now its gone.
Walking on and on.
The road hurts to much some days.
And some days are just plain shiny.
mystical illusions. 5:20 PM ♥