As shadows of interest race through my mind,
In deeper sentiments I often find,
A kinder, gentler version of me.
That no-one will ever see.
The me that loves the little things,
That feels when someone pulls my strings,
That laughs and cries, that screams in pain,
That tears down walls that hold the reign,
Of my heart.
A rain I hope will never start,
And flood my soul with puddles of love.
That too many times I've risen above,
Then held so deep as to never be found,
Holding me down.
Holding me to a place I know so well...
My own private, peaceful hell.

With Equescent thoughts...
FroznChild

Great thanx.
I have played with dolphins
on a rainy day.
Slept alone in the sun
with wild dogs and felt safe.
I sat in the shadow of death
without fear.
At times I seek awnsers
at the bottom of a beer.
I have looked and learned
and fought and cried.
Finally I understand
The best you can do in life
is try.

Very good Frozen, I can feel the pain in your words.. it's a sad thing there is so much of it in this world..

Good write!

very nice I could feel the pain and actually know where your coming from..

Thank you everyone... please know,
that your words and comments,
do mean a lot to me... and make me smile throughout my day.

Always a pleasure to recieve your flowers, PKH.