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It Was Only Me
I was brought up in a family that had so very little, except love, honor, pride, and respect. We were moving constantly, but at the same time, I was always looking for that something special that I hadn't seen or experienced.
At the age of fifteen, I ventured into the real world, only to have destiny place me in a far away land where it was kill or be killed. And, the very things I so detested as a child, hate and the desire to inflict pain on another, became my reality.
The future also had its destiny, for my heart would be replenished and the love and laughter I thought to have been lost, would come again. The pains and memories are still there, lurking deep within to always remind me of the past. But, with God's help, I shall hold them at bay. |
Excerpt: It Was Only Me
Is it really that I am here,
Or is it only the wind I hear?
The flowers so beautiful, the grass so green,
Am I really here, or is it a dream?
The ones I love, all gathered around,
Am I still standing or buried in the ground?
This dream I'm living, reality or not,
So stirs my soul, the one I thought to have forgot.
Maybe it's real and I'm not alone,
Maybe it's true, I really am at home.
And, maybe it's true they do still care,
If so my Lord, I'm surely staying here.
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