My Life

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    My Life

    I can't remember the time of my little life as a child
    I have tried to understand the big pitchure without tearing it up agian!

    I almost want to close my eyes and pretend everything is ok
    But to close my eyes i have the problem of sleeping the easy times away!

    I wake up every morning tring to make it the best
    At the end of the day all I have is my pain to lay to rest!

    I sometime drive around to try to feel relaxed, to feel the free breez
    At the end of my drive all i feel i need to let out is painful screems!

    I set outside in our swing set just looking at the sky
    Woundering if there is something that I have missed that passed me by!

    I remember growing up to me back then everything was perfectly set
    Nothing i could have ever done could have stop me from doing my best!

    Now at the age of 24 I have lost so much in my life that i wounder whats the point
    everything that you need and prayed from you never get and what you do get you never want.

    My dreams sometime feel like im lost with out being found
    Like my feet have been lifted of this earthly ground!

    I sometime want to take a trip so bad to a diffrent place
    So i could see the child i once had for very few seconds have seen his face!

    I sometime cry because the pain is to much to bare
    You look around and everyone looking like that don't care!

    So i keep my head lifted up looking at the beautiful sun
    when God comes back this old man would be done!

    So no matter my days and how bad they might feel
    I know who's hands are driving my life and has controle of the wheel!

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    tinygirl commented on My Life

    02-05-2009

    wow stanley you feel like i feel alot of the time i have lost alot of things in my too but i thank god for the things i do have you sounded beautiful dont you worry about the spell check i think you did a wonderfull job thank you for sharing your fab

    TripleD commented on My Life

    12-10-2008

    That was heavy for such a young man, but I felt every that was read. Keep it up! Life gets better.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Stanley’s Poems (27)

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    My Life 3
    DreamLess 2
    Because Of You 2
    What You Mean To Me! 0
    Still 0
    There's Another One 0
    I Don't Know Me 2
    Lost Love 0
    I Might Be 0
    Staci L Danner 0
    I Love You 1
    Over Time 0
    Always 0
    Angel 1
    Little Stuff 0
    Unbreakable 0
    Staci Danner 0
    Staci Lynn 1
    My First Time 3
    Wind 0
    A Real Best Friend! 0
    Gena A Poem For You! 1
    Understandabl
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    When I Close My Eyes! 2
    Heart Broken 2
    When You Passed By 2
    My Brother 6