Seeding Planting Lamenting Panting

Watching waiting yet life is for the taking.
breathing speaking no voices speak of seething. forgivness or regret, I guess
I've thrown my luck on some tuff bets. But the worst is to forget life's
time and it's tests.

But I won't stop despite a bump in the road. Though My tears taste like toad warts
and raisons like salt, persistance will win this. I would jump to uphold and my fears
would take hold. Let go of co-dependancy, and I will see a world with color, through
her eyes and particularly another.

I've fallen before and gotten real sore. This regretablly won't make my life a bore,
but something to talk about when it's over. These thoughts keep me sober but it
was nice to know her. It's not over but just beggining. Although I forgive myself
for sinning and making mistakes, most of the time I've had all the breaks.

But it's taught me to move on and stay strong. The winds rock the boat but it's not time
to gloat, at the point you made at God when you said life was more than odd. I may not
be happy right now but in the futur I will somehow, enjoy the moment that God has
given me. So I'll prove my destiny and let God live in me.

lalala