They say love is is a feeling you can't see.
Say that even when your heart breaks is still beats.
the drumbs are banging under my feet and even with the hallow aches, it still eats.
Love isn't a feeling it's effort.
Its trials and tribulations,
Joining together in Prayer and meditation.
It's not 50/50 but sometimes 20/ and 80, or even 1/99
Sometimes our brain plays tricks and keeps our memory on rewind.
sometimes he has to get up, feed the kids and take care of me, then go to work while I lay and bed paralyzed.
Sometimes when he's stuck in place, I'm on my feet taking space, distracting the kids and creating paradise.
Wether I have love to give or not I will hold your hand.
When we can't hold eachother I promised we are still in band.
When we are old and grey, when I'm constantly annoyed of the nasty play, when I'm tired of of your voice because my mind is overwhelmed. I promise as long as you show me effort, I'll be around.
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My Silent Scream....(personal Poems)
Mistério / SuspenseUnless your mind is open,wild, and hurt your not going to understand anything that's going on.
