a new dayMood: anxious
Posted at 12:45 PM Nov 30 view more
Time
: The irrelevant grasp of the whens and wheres, So little to go around, but yet when we are young we see it lasting forever and more.Space
: you reach for beauty and elegance for it runs through the soul to trace it, and we only find repetition and unfulfilled.Love
: Life of the, "Can't live with him/her, can't live without her/him..." Somewhere in every heart is a room, an extra set of chess pieces and bed to stay and play the game and take care of someone special.Spirit
: No I don't mean the alcoholic kind, The soul finds its way driving a beaten path into a smooth already traveled one, tell me a sin, ill tell you a reason.