Theme: Healing

On and On

For every time I thought all was secure
It seems I didn't know a bloody thing.
For everyday I thought I was so sure -
Uncertainty has now become my King.
For every time I lied, I grinned a bit -
Just as I did, the truth was then revealed.
For every time I simply choose to sit -
I'm fighting wars and do not have a shield.
For every time I yearned for something new,
I've lost most everything, once more - again.
For every time I thought I conquered you -
I sit here with a big remember when.
For every time I went against the grain -
At last! I feel something! Shoot! It's pain!

01-Apr-2007

More By  :  Bryon D. Howell

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