Life
Living
Is
For
Ever
I really didn't know before. But I'm starting to under stand now.
Because you really must know were your going, before you go out the door.
You see! I aways left. but you could always expect me back.
An you see, I had no reason to change, because every thing I had was were I was at.
So you see! LIFE had no meaning. no flame to the game.
So what is life, I don't know, becuase I was always doing the same.
But I always had this feeling, something I couldn't control.
Some body wanted to change me, but who, I just don't know.
I kept falling down on my face, I was losing.
Becuase I couldn't keep up with the pace.
He new it wouldn't belong, till I fell, ichin' n' burnin'.
like if I was in hell.
He new I'll turn, because I didn't want to get burned.
So when I turned to fall, I kneeled and called on the only one that will save me.
I cried as I pead, for GOD to save me.
For I did so wrong. because I was so lost and gone.
You see! I always heard him knocking.
But I always kept on walking.
Because I was always afraid of the new.
Afraid of what he might do.
But as soon as I let him in, I was so releaved of the sin.
I felt so wonderful.
There was so much that I wanted to know.
So much to be apart of the new.
And there was so much that I wanted to do.
My Life had changed in such a flash.
That I new that it would always last.
The feeling was so good and so great.
that it was some thing to appreciate.
And I new, I had to spread this LOVE.
Because nobody shouldn't go on this world.
Being UnLoved.....LBM
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Submitted on March 31, 2016
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,496 |
Words | 318 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 36 |
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