~ As life Passes ~
I just sit here and write
as each day in life passes,
mastering my scriptures
for what they're worth
in who I've turned out to be,
as the sign of the times
shines down on me,
with the melancholy
that fills me.
For each moment that passes
and I'm not living up to
my hearts calling,
because I've been hurt
in a way I can't come back from,
as I look at the world
and the understanding of forever,
and what can't be made to change
because of the holy order that runs
every hit of my heart,
Which is invisible to the world;
making it that much harder
living with the feelings of where
finding my score and a place for
me to be living in a way that I can actually feel
alive again,
isn't denied me.
Instead of the holding motion
causing me great suffering and
commotion, that can't stop
the Worlds Future
because of what Time
it is!
About the Creator
Jennifer Cooley
I've been writing as long as I could hold a crayon! Remember writing my first story like it was yesterday at 5. I remember the details of the day, location, time, excitement & where the story was preserved for all time! Lots Born From That!


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