new beginnings
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Sometimes it is easy to get lost in the thrill of it all,
And sometimes you need to remind yourself that not everyone will be there for you when you fall.
I used to think that being alone was a bad thing, and that you need others to have fun,
But as I am getting older, I am realizing that you don't need anyone else to get things done.
I used to think that being alone was a bad thing, and that you need others to have fun,
But as I am getting older, I am realizing that you don't need anyone else to get things done.
Sometimes things don't always work out the way that we had planned,
And sometimes these things that are falling apart start to get you, and it gets to the point where you feel like you can't even stand.
It took me a long time to realize that we all have things in our pasts that we are not proud of,
But in a strange way, maybe these hard times are actually gifts that are sent from above.
I wish to be of bravery,
A wish too brave to stand;
With all the airs of legacy,
Cowardice stays my hand.
And though I claim my loyalty
Will far exceed my time,
My dedication is to sanity
It seems like every time that I start to do good, there is always something that gets in the way,
And no matter how hard I try, it seems like I end up failing, and I have to restart everyday.
My life before was perfect,
I was to young to wonder why.
I was to young to charish life,
Before I said goodbye.
Goodbye to all the people
I knew and loved and hated.
Sitting alone in a dark room
Wondering if everything that happened was true
As the silence grows stronger and my heart beats faster
I'm now laying down, lost and confused
“We are going to the end of the world,” said a poet whose name I’ve forgotten. Dayna something or other, I think.
But this poet saw us upside down. Because I see only beginnings in your half-smile.
Facing the light I walk through unplanned days,The hours went slow and they hung me in a daze,Ringing bells of laughter and singing improvised songs,I took things for granted but not to do wrongs,
We never really grow up.
We're constantly learning.
There is pain in the process,
But there is growth from the pain,
And there is excitement in the growth.
So revel in the excitement.
In the death of your naive bravado,
You held all your tears and grudges,
But honey, it’s time to let them go.
With the murder of your trust,
A hopeless romantic, a hopeless dream
That’s what is real, and it’s all it will be.
To crush false hope at the source of its seam.
And in this day,
I am renewed.
Like a fresh spring day,
with morning dew.
My heart stays compassionate,
as so does my mind.
But with a fresh start,
leaving the past behind.
Sometimes things happen that aren’t supposed to.
It snows in april
A weed grows in january,
Winter overstays its welcome
A child is born by accident.
I walk through the halls of the memories of my life
Wondering if I had done everything I could to make it all right.
Every morning,
I wake up with a lighter heart.
I no longer bare any resentment.
Because here I lay,
Reminiscing each day
Remembering how I fell to you.
How dumb was I?
It took 12 months, just 12 months for my life to completely change
I thought "forever" would last a lifetime, but sometimes God will block out certian people so you can fall into a better path in life.
As New Years day came, the words "new beginnings" engraved my soul.
I was tired of playing games, and from us taking it slow.
I made my decision, i was moving to miami, cause you had my heart.
[The Fall - A Focal Point]
Enter the breeze, the cool air... the mystifying flow of perfection as the leaves change color for the last time.
One time, one focus, the magic of the allure
When the sun comes up
And the clouds pass by
In the early morning,
A peaceful sigh coming through your window
Can you hear the robin’s cry?Can you hear the robin’s cry?
The day is new
I need to say I'm sorry to my friends
for lying to your faces again and again
yeah i still drink yeah i still smoke
but you still loved me regardless of this stuff that you know
I wonder, where are we going?
We’ve sat here for years,
Reading and noting,
Learning but never knowing.
What it is that lies ahead:
Is it joy, is it dread?
It's not your fault I'm afraid of the sea
Even though I ache for the open air and the salty breeze
I haven't escaped the shipwrecks on the shore
Some never had the chance to sail
Starting something new is the easy part.
I can start something new whenever I want -
I can start a hundred stories, a hundred poems,
a new identity, a new beginning.
Tock
Tock
Wash your hands.
Remember: paper, lines, game.
Paper: history, English
O.
Did I lock my car?
Memorize your lines
Rehearsal rehearsal rehearsal.
Caught off guard;
Shock held silent grip;
A few sniffles emerged;
Red cups in a fence with a bouquet
Spelling the words
RIP Spez.
For the first time
Teachers sobed openly in front
What this money means to me
Is that one day I'll succeed
I'll succeed to achieve my dreams
These days feel like half-empty sheets of paper
and I don't have enough ink in my pen
My coffee has gone cold
but I continue drinking,
because drinking
is a nervous habit of mine
There are three kinds of people in this world:
dwellers, thinkers, and ponderers
I am a ponderer I am Future Boy
They say my thoughts are wild
Profuse and never ending
It's empty in the desert you call a heart,
Every drop of water turning volatile,
To search for love upon the page;
the knowledge for which my soul would rage.
To find new peace born deep within,
as love abounds to cleanse from sin.
Weakness in youth washed with wisdom divine,
Silent, still, dead, and gone
Tangled and twisted are limbs of bronze
Charred by flames of orange and yellow
A forest dying, dying, dead by ‘morrow
Young and eager, but foolish and rash
Ready to begin anew in a world I barely understand.
Glittering with promise and intangible dreams
That I race to capture, I ache to believe, and get lost in.
