I'm tired as ell, but my mind feels well. Bodies dragging, but my brain isn't sagging. All day I ran from trouble, reserved my energy to double.
Being tired and acting like a fool, really attracts the devils drool. Can't help the overworked cells, but we can control the minds trails. Where the brain goes, can be put on froze.
Freezing out stupidity and hate, the brain can better relate. When the brain better relates, pain and suffering less dictates. Under the love letter, we purely breath better. Love resides under a big tent, cost a lot less than hates rent.
Cause if you're hating, you should be renting. No one in their right mind, would purchase hate.
Use it awhile, let it go!
Purchase love for good, it enhances a better mood.
I only rent suffering, cause I'm forced by the devil. Every chance I get, I try not to pay the rent. I'm looking forward to getting evicted, have my suffering forever restricted.
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Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on October 25, 2006
I'm enjoying reading your poems so much. Just came across your site and shall return again. Meanwhile, Keep writing!
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
Meds make you have fatigue too.
Didn't read this before, but now I'm reading it. Hope you had pulled through this one.
Lots of love,
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Stephanie
Have been wonderin' about you..are you okay?? You are in my prayers!
Wonderful write, impeccable rhyme! Very well done; take a bow, my friend!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
My book is due out in June the way things look now! :)