We all have ups and downs in life, this is a moment of my life when i felt like i was in the valley of despair, words just wrapped themselves around my feelings, and the words you see below resulted
i would really appreciate reviews on my work, i try my hardest to pen the thoughts that form in my mind, yet i know i have a long way to go to become a refined atrist, painters paint pictures with colors, i wish to be a poet, those who paint pictures and emotions with words... and the only way i can become that is with your help.
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Friends are what really matter in this world today. But we can't trust everyone we meet, we have to choose those who are worthy...some will pass the test, others won't. Those who pass are worth keeping around to help you when you stumble on your road of life.
We often reflect on our mistakes we've made in the past, but it's best to forget those and move on...make ourselves new and better than how we were in the past. Prove to people we are capable of more than our ruggy image we've once had. We soon have to shed that bad part of us and start over. Make new rules, set new goals for ourselves. That is the new us, not the old. Let us reflect on the new us, not the old.
this is an amazingly beautiful piece. although sad, the uplifting ending was a fantastic touch and i left it feeling hopeful instead of dejected. it feels as though you have penned you emotions very well! i was not left confused or unsure of how to feel. thank you for sharing!
Friends are what really matter in this world today. But we can't trust everyone we meet, we have to choose those who are worthy...some will pass the test, others won't. Those who pass are worth keeping around to help you when you stumble on your road of life.
We often reflect on our mistakes we've made in the past, but it's best to forget those and move on...make ourselves new and better than how we were in the past. Prove to people we are capable of more than our ruggy image we've once had. We soon have to shed that bad part of us and start over. Make new rules, set new goals for ourselves. That is the new us, not the old. Let us reflect on the new us, not the old.
An Open Book on a Slab of Stone
The Wind that Walks between the Leaves
And Turns the Pages of my Life
As the Sands of time they Slowly Fall
I Know me Much and Not at all more..