Was cleaning up last week and found two sheets of paper tucked away in some arbit file full of college notes and sort. Here's what was written on them.
I Believe..
Sunlight streams through my window
But fails to lighten up my dark corners
The corners of my vacant heart
Life just passed me by
While I sat making other plans
A long winding highway with pain at every bend
A journey spent in waiting for the next milestone
Just tunnels without any light at the end
Good things come to those who wait they say
How much longer? How much further?
No stopovers, no goodbyes
No fleeting moments stolen from life
Lifes just a one way track headed nowhere
Hope is the fuel I run on
And I still wait because I believe
Yes, I believe
Mother
I walk alone
Trying to finda a way back home
I look for a landmark
Yet I keep coming back to the start
I am tired and strained
The sights and sounds seem unfamiliar
The shadows grow longer
I am scared and frightened
I see a light shining in the distance
Maybe....Yes!!....Oh God!!! ...Please let it be...
I open my eyes
Yes, I am home
A loving touch
A hand runs its fingers through my hair
It's you mother,
I am comforted by your tender loving care.
I don't remember what exactly I was going through or what inspired me to write this stuff.
All I know is that it was the sentiment within that got me through it.
