as every day passes,
I feel like I'm losing part of me
My mind gains wisdom
my body loses momentum
as I move through this cesspool of life
that we call the human race
I think that this might be the way its supposed to be
pain, sorrow and loneliness are always taking a part of me
regaining parts of me by learning , laughing and loving
I never thought I would feel like I did today
I saw a couple holding hands
cherishing each others time together
thats when I realized
I needed to fine some one
who wanted to be
a part of me

please move forward. no staring.

It's what we make it....my life is not a cesspool

good write

Nice...

I think we are all in search of someone to hold hands with, may you find your hand to hold...

cesspool of life referring to the human race, not my life

a part of me

will not set you free
Its something that you can't see
the only things
that will always be
I can't get away from apart of me