Jun 08, 2005 17:50
Haha j/k Courtney flaked lol...j/p but thats kewl i wanted to post my poem now i have a chance...
No title yet...
He answered the phone
and stayed on the line
opened his heart
while i spoke my mind
sharing with him
all my grief
promising him
that it would be brief
lol it wasnt
but we were both fine with it
we were both so confortable
not ocward a bit
as we kept talking
i felt a connection
the lift of my problems
because his protection
i many not have totally convinced him
but just talking was a good start
by dialing still memorized numbers
and pooring out my heart
he contributed,
sat and listened to every word
and still paid atention even though
most he had heard
all my stories
every thing that last time had been a lie
but this time i think he knew
what i said really came from inside
he knows i want to fix
all the things iv broke
i once heard dont cut it
if you can untie the rope
well im done with my scissors
im to late the ropes been cut
but im hoping to tie a new knot
reopen doors i have shut
ill do it by watching all i say
counting my blessings
treat others how i want...
you know the kindergarden lessons
its crazy how with one phone call
he helped me find what i want
to grow and maturer
stop bing the packs runt
so im ganna work at it
and i believe he will help
help me find control
so i can find myself!
dedicated to...joe shmoe..."lol u know who you are"