My heart tells me what my mind can not
By openureyes
They say something inside me I suppress
I diasagree with all the
b.s
Life has been life as a well dressed Junkie
being that me
has failed miserably
I dont have to trust what you have to say
and Im all right with that today
Im not shooting the pain away
Surprised?
I can skip down the halls through the broken glass
me and my sanity are just fine thanks
no regrets , never looking
back
I can laugh in spite
of my own clouded destiny
my fear driven misery.
befriended by the enemy.
Nothing Ever
sticks to me
Leave behind me the shame and the memory
of that
Dressed- up Junkie I used to be
What ever you think of me
think it
there was no body behind that wall but me
and if
I can smile in the face of my own demons
something tells me it might
be fine...eventually
Comments on "My heart tells me what my mind can not"
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On Monday, May 12, 2008, Sketso
(435) wrote:
"and if I can smile in the face of my own demons something tells me eventually I 'll feel free" - perfectly spoken ray of hope for us all.
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A former member wrote:
Laugh those demons into oblivion... triumphantly! I like your idea of perfection. Isn't perfection more perfect when it entails more than one vision of perfection? When it embraces select imperfections? Never say die, and never dwell behind.
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A former member wrote:
damn! good to see posting again. This speaks volumes...keep flashin' those pearly whites in the face of your demons :D