well my ass has been dragged through the mud
more times than I care to count
I've been down an out to the point of not caring
but I always get up again
sometimes I don't know why
yes these are scars from fighting.but I'm good with that
it's the ones on the inside I try to hide
fear's lip's have kissed shivers up and down my spine
but I keep moving forward
some say I'm out of my mind
they might be right
I'm lost like a feather in a whirlwind
got nowhere to go
the love I had I let slip away
but I still have her in my dreams
yes, Iām a little bruised, slightly broken
permanently scarred
but I keep moving forward
scarred or not
~ D D onner ~
Youre my
Youre my inspiration!
"fear's lip's have kissed shivers up and down my spine"
Oooh sent tingles through mine... awe. And a hell of alot of resonance.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Me Too
Scared or not, I move on daily to whatever inane activity awaits me. Occasionally, there is surprise, like the Japanese beetles eating my lilies and rose bushes. I zapped 'em - that was murderously done. Hope you rise above the emotional downsides of living. I wish you well. ~allets~