As I am A poetA Story by AllmaxAs I am a poet, it is hard for me to speak of things in a
normal manner. Thus when I say I am fine, I mean something like; in the
darkness I see shadows that move but can’t be. Or for instance, a moon glows
bright beneath a dark pale sky, and as I watch begin to cry. My point is this.
My mood all depends on the way I feel each day. The way I feel each day is not
my decision. External stimuli’s do indeed play a factor. And yet I do try to
strive for balance. An even keel so to speak. Best of all, I act at all times
as if my children are by my side, thereby insuring I do act accordingly. These
are my thoughts, as I have put them in words to be expressed in a way that
there is no confusion. I will live, and someday I will die, but I will say
this. On the way I will accept nothing less than respect from my fellow human
beings on this one way trip we call life. Why you may ask? I say, why not. © 2013 Allmax |
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